The moment Li Xuan entered the little stone house, he saw what lay deep beneath it, within that mass of violet light.
Faint violet light drifted hazily through the air. Inside was a tiny space, seeming almost like a little room. There should originally have been other things in it, but they were all gone now, leaving only a bed.
Moreover, the bed was rather battered, as though someone had smashed it apart with brute force.
A Purple Robe Youth lay on his side atop the bed, as if asleep.
"Little friend, stop pretending to sleep. Come have some tea and chat. If I happen to be in a good mood, perhaps I'll let you out."
Li Xuan spoke with a brilliant smile.
Yet inwardly, he was secretly startled. He could not quite see through the Purple Robe Youth. The other party did not seem to be a martial artist, but rather some sort of special existence.
He could not clearly see how strong the other party was either. However, the other party was restrained, and none of his strength could be brought to bear. Only if those restraints were undone would that change.
Since he could not display his strength, Li Xuan naturally had nothing to worry about.
The Purple Robe Youth lay there quietly, without moving or giving the slightest response, as though he were already dead.
"Pretend to be dead. Pretend to be dead. He can't see me, and he can't get in. He definitely can't get in. Don't panic—pretend to be dead!"
The Purple Robe Youth kept hypnotizing himself inwardly.
"I'm already dead. That's right, I'm already dead!"
Hearing Li Xuan's voice, he did not respond in the slightest. He even gave a cold laugh inwardly. *You think this little trick can fool me into coming