You Just Need to Be the Muscle

"Was it worth it?" Niu Youdao stood with his sword planted before him and laughed at himself. "Perhaps it was because I wasn't from this world."

Wu Zhaoxing suddenly spoke. "This is the Tiandu Secret Realm. None of us are from this world."

Setting aside why he had followed Niu Youdao before, he now felt a measure of admiration for him. Faced with such temptation at the crossroads of life and death, Niu Youdao could still hold fast to his bottom line. For someone in Niu Youdao's position, that was truly rare, because the sacrifice was too great.

Niu Youdao smiled faintly, knowing Wu Zhaoxing had misunderstood him.

Yun Huan sighed. In his view, driving oneself into a dead end for a woman like this simply was not worth it. A woman encountered in a passing show—kill her and be done with it. What was so hard about that? But things had come to this, and saying anything more was meaningless.

Wu Zhaoxing turned back and asked, "What was going on with that Yan Baoru? You tried to pull her in, then rejected her."

Niu Youdao said, "I still can't be completely sure whether that woman is friend or foe. But with that little test, I have a clearer idea now. She should be here for me. I can't think of any reason she would help me, so the chances are greater that she's an enemy."

The few of them exchanged looks. Only now did they realize that all that talk of pulling her in and pushing her away had been a test.

Wu Zhaoxing said, "If you don't know whether she's friend or foe, then you have no personal grudge with her. Who sent her?"

Niu Youdao said, "So many people want to kill me. How would I know