"I already replied and told them not to come in, but they wouldn't listen," Wei He said blandly. "Out here in this wilderness, you don't really think they came to shelter from the rain, do you? How could it be such a coincidence? We arrived, and then they arrived?"
"Besides." He smiled. "When I went out, two of them were holding knives, planning to sneak in through the window and ambush us. They looked like old hands at this."
Guan Die stared at him blankly, suddenly feeling as though she was seeing the real him for the first time.
The young man before her was clearly not much to look at, yet at this moment, he seemed more impressive to her than even her eldest brother.
"Start the fire, then eat something. We'll get moving once the rain stops." Wei He said no more and crouched down to light the fire.
As for firewood, he swept his gaze around, slapped the wooden deity statue apart, split it into strips with his bare hands, stacked them into a fire pit, and lit it with tinder.
The deity enshrined in this Daoist temple was interesting too. It was not one of the Three Pure Ones, but Grand Beginning.
Grand Beginning Yuan Lord was the highest deity of Daoism here. No matter how large or small a Daoist temple was, it would invariably enshrine a statue of this god.
The four sat around together as Guan Die kept questioning Wei He—why he had concealed his strength, why he always needed poison, whether he was really eighteen this year rather than twenty-eight, why he always disliked talking, and whether he had any woman he liked.
"What a pity. Just then, I almost started liking you." Guan Die gnawed on the grilled meat pastry dripping