"Bang."
The first-floor cultivation room was pushed open, and a faint scent of blood lingered at the tip of the nose.
Yet a look inside revealed an impeccably clean room, without even half a drop of blood.
Other than the unconscious figure sprawled across the long wooden chair in the center, there was no bloody scene to be seen. It was as though this place had always been as tranquil and peaceful as it was now.
Xu Xiaoshou frowned in surprise and turned back to ask, "Didn't you say you used heavy punishment and beat Jiang Tai back to his original form?"
Xin Gugu stroked his fair right palm, whose color stood in stark contrast to his bronze skin for the moment.
After viciously cursing Xu Xiaoshou in his heart with every venomous phrase he had learned from Mu Zixi, he finally cracked a grin and giggled. "It wasn't that heavy. I just beat him, that's all."
"Oh."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded and stepped inside.
Just then, a voice sounded from behind.
"Brother Xiao Xin, the scene's all cleaned up. Young Master Xu definitely won't be able to tell. Want to inspect it?"
Xu Xiaoshou halted and looked back, only to see blood on Xiao Wanfeng's shoes, blood on his trouser cuffs, and a large patch of blood soaking the sleeves around his wrists.
He looked at the spotless cultivation room, then could not help turning back to glance at the bloodstains Xiao Wanfeng had yet to wipe from his face, as well as the bloody wooden bucket in his hand.
At last, his gaze settled on Xin Gugu's fair right palm.
"See? This is what they call evil reaping evil. I didn't shake your hand on purpose, did I? It was all Heaven's instruction." Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the ceiling.