He did not speak much with Fu Xing.
The moment the kid arrived, Xu Xiaoshou used him as a tool.
After successfully using the fellow to draw everyone's attention, Xu Xiaoshou vanished in a flash while no one was watching.
The banquet hall was a place of irresistible temptation.
But digging a pit to bury someone was clearly more important.
Money was merely something external. Being able to kill with money—that was the highest realm.
The same went for Passive Value.
After successfully leaving the banquet hall, he turned a corner and entered the dim moonlight.
The secluded path was shadowed by dense woods, with a cold wind seeing them along. Night-luminescent pearls still lit the earlier stretches of the road.
But the farther inward they went, the darker it became.
In the end, even the light vanished.
Mu Zixi's little heart began pounding.
"Where is he going?"
"A little grove?"
Wasn't this path leading straight into a little grove?
Xu Xiaoshou did not know what lay ahead, nor did he have a map. Yet as he wandered blindly, he avoided every exit he encountered.
After all the twists and turns along the way, Mu Zixi had completely lost her sense of direction.
"Xu, Xu Xiaoshou, where are we going?"
There were only the two of them here, and it was terrifyingly quiet.
The moment Mu Zixi spoke, she felt as though her heartbeat was about to drown out her voice.
Xu Xiaoshou noticed something odd in the little girl's tone, but did not think much of it.
"To dig a pit!"
"How can we bury someone without digging a pit?"
Mu Zixi's heart abruptly stopped.
Dig, dig a pit to bury someone? What did that mean? Pits could only bury dead people!
Could it be... he wanted to... first...