Seeking a Path to Life: Bean-Soldier Summoning; Nothing Could Hide from the True-Self Mirror

"Ahhh, that felt good!"

He stretched luxuriously in the corridor on the second floor of the inn, fully recovering the vitality and focus he had expended last night.

Zhu Yike, now looking every bit the rosy-lipped, white-toothed young master of a wealthy household, casually pushed open the door to the neighboring room.

Three unfamiliar women were squeezed onto a single bed.

Unlike when they had first met, the three had become exceedingly ordinary in appearance—even their figures had changed.

At a glance...

They were perfectly unremarkable, with nothing memorable about them.

Had he not known beforehand, no one would have recognized Aunt Xiang, Dongdong, and A Yao.

"Time to leave."

Zhu Yike sat down beside the tea table and looked at the three women, who had already washed and dressed.

Whether these three had slept last night, or whether they had slept soundly, did not concern him in the slightest.

He had not slept anyway. He had kept watch over their room all night, and fortunately, had detected nothing unusual.

"The whole city is looking for someone called 'Zhu Yike.' Brother Li, do you know about this?"

After a night of adjustment, Dongdong's tone had become much gentler, and the way she looked at her savior had turned exceedingly friendly.

After all, if this man had been some lecherous rogue, the three of them would have been utterly powerless last night. Whatever he wanted to do, he would have done long ago.

Yet even with A Yao, this Li fellow had only teased them verbally and had not dared lay a hand on them.

Zhu Yike shot her a sidelong glance.

He remembered that earlier, the inn waiter had merely knocked on the door to deliver breakfast.

Yet after just a few words, this woman had managed to pry out