Dawn gradually broke, and a faint mist shrouded the entire Paper Figure Peak.
The Dark Green Paper Figure stood with both feet on the ground, its body leaning slightly forward in a peculiar arc. From a distance, it looked like a canvas about to collapse, radiating an eerie aura.
Xue Jie nodded and bowed beside it, fawning, "Why would you need to handle such matters personally?"
"Just give the word, and I'll tie them up and bring them here immediately."
The Dark Green Paper Figure shot him a sidelong glance and spoke in a shrill voice. "Paper Figure Peak is the purest, quietest place in the sect, yet several rats have snuck in. If I sit idly by, wouldn't people laugh and say there's no one at Paper Figure Peak?"
"Besides, they managed to sneak in. As the person in charge of the Paper Making Building, don't you bear at least some responsibility?"
"Don't think I'm unaware of the things you've been doing behind my back."
At this point, it suddenly let out a cold laugh and continued, "If it weren't for your remaining usefulness, I would have dealt with you as well today."
Xue Jie shrank his neck and said sheepishly, "You know I don't have the nerve for that."
"See that you don't."
The Dark Green Paper Figure gave a smile that was not quite a smile.
Before long, the slaves of the Paper Making Building arrived one after another, and the previously deserted workshop began to grow noisy.
At that moment, a figure had just stepped into the Paper Making Building when he caught Xue Jie's attention.
He glanced at the Dark Green Paper Figure and saw that it had not reacted. He immediately stepped forward twice and waved. "Junior Brother Chen, over here."
Lin Fan froze,