Jiang Qiao remained impassive.
He turned around.
Ten meters away stood a man dressed in a plain gauze robe.
When he saw Jiang Qiao look over,
the man smiled faintly. "The pool leads to Hungry Ghost Hell. You can't just go down there recklessly. You'll invite trouble."
"Who are you?" Jiang Qiao asked.
"Me?"
"I should be asking you that, shouldn't I?"
"Who are you."
"Why did you come here."
The man countered.
"I'm Jiang Qiao. I came to Malevolent Ghost Building to have some fun. I just happened to kill someone by accident—a guy called Yin Demon, I think."
"What about you?"
"Did you come here to play too?"
Jiang Qiao smiled.
"You've got quite some nerve." The man sounded amused. "You didn't hide anything at all."
"Of course not."
"My nickname is Honest."
"I never lie."
Jiang Qiao said indifferently, "You should introduce yourself too. I've been here for so long without meeting anyone who could speak normally. Everyone either attacked or threatened to kill me the moment we met."
"True."
The man nodded. "You can call me Zong Liu."
"Not a bad name." Jiang Qiao casually remarked, "Did you come to kill me? I hadn't seen a single person for ages, and only now did you show up. This pool seems quite unusual. Is there something inside that can lend you its power?"
"Oh?"
Zong Liu was somewhat surprised. "You're pretty clever to have figured that out."
"It's not that I'm clever."
Jiang Qiao waved his hand. "It's just that you things have stayed shut in at home for too long, treating something written plainly on your face as some kind of conspiracy. Since your name is Zong Liu, shouldn't you let some water flow for me to see?"
"Besides, isn't this pool full of water? It's