Yin Yang Glove

When did a Black Glove appear in the house?

Without asking any further questions, Li Banfeng grabbed his sickle and charged forward, hacking at the Black Glove.

The Black Glove circled behind the White Glove and shouted, "Don't be impulsive! I have something good here, something valuable on Xiao Zhengong. Let me go, and I'll give it to you!"

Li Banfeng dodged the White Glove and continued slashing with his sickle.

The figure in Black Glove suddenly vanished, and the White Glove shouted, "Master, watch out!"

Li Banfeng sensed the malicious attack and ducked to dodge. The Black Glove threw a dagger, but it missed Li Banfeng.

This dagger was well-crafted; when it struck the table, it cleaved it in two, and the sleeping Judge's Brush rolled to the ground.

There wasn't such a good dagger in the Portable Abode. The glove's previous speculation was correct. This dagger should have come from Xiao Zhengong. All the things on his body were taken away by the Black Glove.

Li Banfeng turned around to slash at the Black Glove, but the Black Glove disappeared again.

The White Glove quickly sensed the Black Glove's location and rushed to fight him. The Black Glove shouted:

"Even if you kill me, you won't get his things."

Li Banfeng swung his knife, but the figure in the Black Glove disappeared again. The knife almost hit the White Glove, and Li Banfeng quickly withdrew his attack.

Taking advantage of the moment, the man in Black Glove appeared before Li Banfeng, dodging Li Banfeng's attacks as he said, "Instead of fighting to the death, let's do business together."

The White Glove picked up a shovel and slashed at the Black Glove Black Glove. The White Glove hovered around Li Banfeng, and the white glove hesitated to strike. In the midst of this hesitation, the Black Glove flashed behind the White Glove, slashed the white glove with its fingers, and with a tearing sound, a gash appeared on the back of the White Glove.

The White Glove shuddered, writhing in pain, and the Black Glove stretched out two fingers to cut off the White Glove's fingers.

Li Banfeng rescued the White Glove first, then turned around and swept his Black Glove, barely managing to dodge the attack before disappearing again.

What technique was Black Glove?

Li Banfeng and the White Glove were both incredibly fast, and this was still within Li Banfeng's residence. As House Cultivator,

Li Banfeng gained a huge advantage.

The Black Glove appeared and disappeared intermittently, and the person always managed to find cover for themselves, managing to hold out against two opponents for so long.

With such formidable Black Glove, why didn't he intervene when Li Banfeng killed Xiao Zhengong yesterday?

Hong Ying tried to take back the Black Glove, but the record player stopped her. "Girl, don't be reckless."

Hong Ying said, "What's so reckless about that? I'll just stab him to pieces!"

Zhao Xiaowan said, "This fellow is too cunning. He's always right next to you, and I'm afraid you might accidentally hurt him. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. If I accidentally hurt him, you can punish me."

"What's the use of beating you? Can it save my husband's life? You haven't fought in years; I can't trust you!"

Although this Black Glove is troublesome, he lacks a killer move, making it very difficult for him to injure Li Banfeng.

The Wife should patiently observe her husband's maneuvering and wait for the right opportunity to subdue the Black Glove.

The Black Glove appeared from the ground, then flew to the roof in the blink of an eye, and said to Li Banfeng, "I know you are all ruthless people, but killing me won't be so easy. I can hide in your house for another ten days or half a month, and you may not be able to find me. I will definitely find a chance to escape, and by then—"

The gloves suddenly stopped talking.

He was wondering about one thing: how he had flown so high.

His combat strategy was to stay as close to Li Banfeng as possible, making it inconvenient for both White Glove and Li Banfeng to make a move.

Now that it has flown to the roof, the situation is not good.

There's no wind in this room, so what could be causing this disturbance?

Just then, the judge's Judge's Brush, lying on the ground, chuckled, "Hmph."

Black Glove was shocked. He hadn't noticed the Judge's Brush. Last night, the Judge's Brush hadn't eaten and had been lying on the table without moving. He had thought it wasn't a living thing.

When did I fall for the technique of this Judge's Brush?

Why did he carry me away?

But then Li Banfeng leaped over, wielding a sickle. Just as his Black Glove were about to disappear, the Judge's Brush proclaimed, "Give me back my principal!"

The Black Glove's movements slowed instantly.

Li Banfeng used a sickle to hook the Black Glove off and nailed it to the table.

Black Glove cried out in pain, "Let me go! Otherwise I'll destroy all of Xiao Zhengong's good stuff!" Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Go ahead and destroy it, I don't care."

Black Glove was startled. He was a man of many experiences and knew which words were threats and which were serious.

Seeing that Li Banfeng was about to get serious, Black Glove quickly changed his tune. "I was in a hurry just now and spoke without thinking. Seventh Master, from now on I will work for you. Whatever you ask me to do, I will do."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "You're too kind. We're not that close."

"Seventh Master, listen to me. You're surrounded by capable people who are destined for great things. But your White Glove is no good. He's passable at climbing through the skylight (outer pocket) and digging through the tunnel (in trouser pocket), but when it comes to the Storm the Kiln Hall (burglary) and setting up a frame (to block the view), his skills are far inferior to mine."

"Seventh Master, if you don't believe me, then use me for a while. If I'm no match for that White Glove, then you can do whatever you want with me from now on."

White Glove stood on the ground, with a long tear in the back, and loose threads sticking out.

He lowered his index finger and said nothing.

Black Glove was right; he knew it himself, that he was indeed inferior to Black Glove.

He had been lying low at Portable Abode for a while, and Li Banfeng hadn't noticed.

But Li Banfeng didn't notice.

Black Glove had been lying in wait at Portable Abode for a day and a night, and White Glove hadn't noticed him.

Not only him, but the old man didn't notice either.

What's even more impressive is that the Black Glove can open the door to the Portable Abode, White Glove cannot do.

Comparing people is a recipe for disaster, comparing goods is a recipe for disaster. The stark difference is right in front of you, there's nothing more to say.

White Glove, head bowed, walked to the corner of the room. Suddenly, Li Banfeng pointed at Black Glove and said, "Wife, collect his soul."

The man in Black Glove exclaimed, "Why?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the record player plunged the stylus directly into the Black Glove.

The former commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, what kind of people hadn't he seen?

White Glove are hard to tame, but Black Glove can never be tamed; Wife can tell the difference at a glance.

The Black Glove shouted, "Seventh Master, I'm more skilled than that glove, why won't you spare me!"

Li Banfeng said expressionlessly, "Because you hurt my brother."

Brother?

I don't understand Black Glove.

It's just a magic weapon, isn't it? When did we become brothers?

It's no use not understanding; the Wife sang, and with a tremor of her needle, she captured the soul of the Black Glove.

Li Banfeng picked up the White Glove and looked at the wound on his back. "Bear with the pain, I'll have my Wife stitch it up, at most it'll leave a scar."

"It's alright, it's alright—" The glove choked, all five fingers trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The Wife took out some silk thread and, while stitching up the wound on the White Glove, said to Li Banfeng, "That Black Glove still has a bit of spiritual power left; some of its techniques can still be used."

? 3

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "No need, we only have one glove."

He went to the Ninth Room, picked up the lotus flower, and placed it next to the Black Glove: "Take it away."

Red Lotus unfolded her lotus leaves and had just put the Black Glove back into the Lotus Heart when she suddenly heard the White Glove say, "Third Madam, please wait a moment."

Red Lotus bit her gloved hand. "Who are you calling Third Madam?"

The gloves remained silent for a moment, then leaped into the Lotus Heart.

Li Banfeng was startled and shouted at Red Lotus, "Spit it out! Spit it out right now!"

Red Lotus quickly closed its lotus leaves. "Too late, he and the Black Glove turned into Lotus Seed together."

"How did you transform into Lotus Seed so quickly? I didn't see you turn into them this fast when we were Pill Refining! Release you right now!"

Li Banfeng tried to pry open the lotus leaves, but the phonograph advised, "Husband, the Red Lotus doesn't eat raw food. Our gloves have a soul; they won't be completely refined by the Red Lotus."

But his physique will undergo a major transformation, and it's hard to say whether his soul will be damaged. Husband, don't disturb her yet. As long as that bitch didn't intentionally damage the gloves, she should be fine.

Li Banfeng quickly released Red Lotus, tidied up a table in the second room, and quietly placed Red Lotus on the table.

The table in the main room was split in two. Li Banfeng was about to throw the pieces of wood away when he saw the Judge's Brush still on the ground.

He quickly picked up the Judge's Brush and praised, "You've done a great service today. I didn't see you touch that Black Glove, so how were you able to fly with it?"

The Judge's Brush replied, "Graceful!"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Is it because the gloves are light enough?"

"Hmm!" The Judge's Brush can make lighter objects fly without being touched.

Li Banfeng exclaimed in surprise, "I've never seen you use this method before."

"Hmph!" Judge's Brush was very disdainful. He had used this method before. Although few people noticed it, this method was very important to him.

What's so important about it?

Li Banfeng placed the Judge's Brush on the storage shelf. The Judge's Brush turned over, wanting to go to sleep, but found that the storage shelf was a bit cold.

He glanced at the newspaper on the bedside table, and without moving, he made the newspaper fly over and land on him.

That way it won't be cold.

Li Banfeng sat near Red Lotus, waiting for the result. The record player said, "Hey, husband, this can't be rushed. Let's get some sleep first."

Li Banfeng couldn't sleep, so he went to the third room.

The old man was also awake; what had just happened had a profound impact on him.

"Someone opened my door without me even noticing. This is the first time I've ever encountered something like this. These Black Glove must have a complicated origin."

Li Banfeng was also a little scared. "It's okay, anyway, the gloves are gone."

"A'Tao has refined himself, probably because he wants to learn the skills of this Black Glove. We should be more careful around him in the future."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "He's one of us."

Portable Abode chuckled twice, "I don't trust him. Even if he took the knife for you, I still don't trust him."

When dawn broke, the Red Lotus still hadn't bloomed, Li Banfeng left his Portable Abode and prepared to go for a stroll.

Just as Li Banfeng reached the entrance of Carefree Dock, a steam-powered car made him stop in his tracks.

In Pro State, steam-powered cars are a distinctive feature.

Li Banfeng turned around and saw Liao Zihui walking out of the breakfast stall next to Carefree Dock.

"I arrived a bit early, I didn't mean to disturb you, so I ate something here first," Liao Zihui said, looking at Carefree Dock. "Shall we go inside and talk?"

Li Banfeng asked someone to book a private room, and Liao Zihui sat alone opposite Li Banfeng.

"I saw the news about Jiang Xiang Gang in the newspaper, and I'd like to verify some details with you. Did you kill Xiao Zhengong?"

"It's me." Li Banfeng nodded.

Liao Zihui was not surprised by Li Banfeng's attitude. "Jiang Xiang Gang is a very bad gang. I have no objection to you eliminating this scourge. But Xiao Zhengong is Balance Person. I think you should know about his special identity."

Li Banfeng feigned surprise and said, "What is Balance Person? I really don't know."

Liao Zihui explained, "The Balance Person is a special person who can maintain a balance between all parties. Specifically, the Balance Person has a certain influence in the Inner State, the Outer State, and the Pro State, and has the ability to resolve conflicts between the parties."

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "Your judgment is really poor. Why would you choose someone like Xiao Zhengong? Does he have much influence in Pro State? How many people in Pro State would even pay him any attention?"

Liao Zihui tapped the table with his fingers and sighed, "We also want to find a more suitable candidate, but such a person may not be willing to cooperate with Outer State."

Li Banfeng's tone was slightly mocking. "So you guys aren't picky eaters? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be Balance Person."

If a conflict arises Outer State and Pro State, what kind of problem do you think Xiao Zhengong can solve? Relying on Jiang Xiang Gang and his bunch of rotten apples?

"If the conflict were in Pro State, I think we would have a proper solution, but if the conflict were in Inner State, it would be very important to have someone mediate between them."

Li Banfeng frowned slightly. "Could you be more blunt? Are you implying that the depth of the conflict with Pro State is irrelevant, and only Inner State matters, right?"

Liao Zihui remained silent for a long time, then shook his head. "The basic principles are not determined by me. I can only explain it to this extent. I came to you to tell you that Balance Person is very important to us. Now that Xiao Zhengong is dead, I need an explanation."

Li Banfeng laughed, "What kind of explanation do you want? Do you want him back to life? Or is there something you haven't explained clearly and want to clarify with him face to face?"

"He has some very important documents and information, and a seal that is especially important. It is related to the identity of the Balance Person. I must get these things back, and I hope you can cooperate."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "It's my fault for being too heavy-handed. Xiao Zhengong was reduced to ashes, nothing was left. You'd better ask someone you know if anyone has seen his seal."

Tap tap! Tap tap!

Liao Zihui's fingers were tapping lightly on the table.

"Li Qi, what you're doing is putting me in a difficult position."

"Old Liao, you're just making things difficult for yourself by coming to see me."

Liao Zihui got up and left, and Li Banfeng didn't see him off.

Li Banfeng sat in the private room for quite a while.

Many people like to tap their fingers on the table when they talk, but does Liao Zihui have this habit?

Li Banfeng recalled the scene of having dinner together.

Liao Zihui seemed to have knocked on the table before, but not this frequently.

Back at the Guanfang Hall, Liao Zihui looked very unpleasant. His secretary, Ling Sujun, held the documents, unsure whether to present them to him or not.

The newly arrived Deputy General Envoy, Xia Shumin, said, "General Envoy, Li Qi is ultimately a businessman. His lifeline is in our hands. As long as we make some adjustments to the travel expenses, he will definitely restrain himself."

The other Deputy General Envoy remained silent; they had tried this method before, and the lessons learned were painful.

Liao Zihui raised his hand, and everyone left the office except for Xia Shumin, who was still waiting for the General Envoy's attitude.

Liao Zihui asked with a smile, "Shumin, after you retire, do you want to go back to Outer State, or stay in Pro State?"

Outer State?

Xia Shumin found it difficult to adapt to this title.

Why is this called "Outer State" when it's clearly our home? Pro State is the real out-of-state.

Of course, one cannot nitpick about such things in front of one's superiors, so Xia Shumin answered tactfully, "I haven't thought about retirement yet."

He is 45 years old this year, which is the prime of his career, and he really shouldn't be thinking about retirement.

Liao Zihui sighed and said, "Having stayed in Pro State for so long, I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to going back to Outer State. I can't even figure out how to use a smartphone. After I retire, I want to stay in Pro State and enjoy a few days of leisure."

Xia Shumin quickly said, "You're far from retirement, the Guanfang Hall can't do without you."

Liao Zihui laughed, "What I mean is, I really want to live peacefully until retirement."

Xia Shumin didn't know how to continue, so Liao Zihui waved his hand again, signaling him to leave.

After sitting silently in his office for a moment, Liao Zihui took out a pair of headsets from his drawer.

"I wonder if Old Chen's thing is any good." Liao Zihui took a drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke into the headset.

The headset vibrated, and something seemed to be wriggling inside.

Liao Zihui put on the headset and soon heard some sounds.

There were footsteps, sweeping sounds, and the sounds of cleaners chatting.

This is the sound from the private room of Carefree Dock. Liao Zihui is in the private room, using the tools Chen Changrui gave him to bury a hook, an extremely deep hook, a hook that even high-level spy doctors cannot find.

Liao Zihui planned to stay here and eavesdrop on the private rooms of Carefree Dock?

Of course not.

This headset also has an important function: it can record important words and phrases that it hears.

Li Qi, Seventh Brother, Seventh Master — all words and phrases related to Li Qi, along with their preceding and following sentences.

Everything can be recorded.

First, he made a record in this private room, and then he planted hooks throughout the entire Carefree Dock. Liao Zihui was very patient; he was determined to find out Li Qi's true identity.

"We must first find out Li Qi's true identity." Xia Shumin agreed with Liao Zihui on this point.

However, Xia Shumin strongly disagreed with Liao Zihui's attitude. "Liao Zihui has already been assimilated by Pro State."

At this rate, our work in Pro State won't make any progress. Have the two people transferred from the Dark Star Bureau arrived yet?

Assistant Ding Zhichuan, Xia Shumin's most trusted subordinate, presented a folder. "The personnel arrived yesterday. There are three in total, ostensibly here for further training."

After reviewing the resumes of the three people, Xia Shumin chose one of them. "Let this person work as a gatekeeper near Carefree Dock. Since he is here to further his studies, let him start with the most basic job."

Ding Zhichuan said, "This person's level is too low. I'm a little worried about letting him carry out such a dangerous mission..."

"Don't worry," Xia Shumin smiled. "If this person sacrifices himself on duty, it will wake up the person who is pretending to be asleep as soon as possible."

Luo ZhengNan entered the private room of Carefree Dock. He was planning to take the train to Hundred Skill Ridge to wipe out the remaining Jiang Xiang Gang there, but unexpectedly Li Banfeng asked him to come to Carefree Dock at this time.

"Seventh Master, you were looking for me? I was just about to—"

"Come on, Lao Luo, have a drink." Li Qi waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything more.

Luo ZhengNan was clever enough to understand Li Banfeng's intentions. He quickly opened a bottle of wine and changed the subject. "Seventh Master, what brings you to such a good mood today?"

"I want to do something big, but I'm afraid it will scare you if I tell you." Li Banfeng pointed to the round table and then to his ear, indicating that he wanted him to check the hook.

Luo ZhengNan understood, twisted his ear halfway around, and listened for a moment while leaning over the table.

"What big thing is it, Seventh Master?" Luo ZhengNan shook his head, indicating that there were no hooks on the table.

No hook?

Why did Liao Zihui bang on the table?

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "This morning a debt collector came and insisted that I owed him money and demanded an explanation."

"Who has the audacity to come and cause trouble for Seventh Master?" Luo ZhengNan checked again in the private room and confirmed that there were indeed no hooks.

"This guy has a lot of influence," Li Banfeng stared at the table for a moment. "Get a few more of your tough guys, and I'll have a good talk with him."

As dusk fell, Liao Zihui prepared to leave work and go home. Before leaving, he took out his headset to listen to something.

Upon hearing this, Liao Zihui broke out in a sweat.

Debt collectors?

Let's talk about it.

Is Li Qi planning to attack the Guanfang Hall?

Would he dare to do such a thing?

It's hard to say; this person is capable of anything.

Liao Zihui immediately ordered everyone to remain in the Guanfang Hall, be on standby, and not to go out.

The Guanfang Hall was dumbfounded. What was going on when this happened at the end of the workday?

Late at night, Li Banfeng arrived near the Guanfang Hall and saw dozens of people patrolling Guanfang Hall; they were indeed well-prepared.

They heard what I said in the private room.

Liao Zihui did indeed plant a trap, but why couldn't Lao Luo discover it?

This doesn't seem to be an ordinary hook.

After Carefree Dock closed, Li Banfeng went into the private room and took out the hand-cranked record player that Ling Miaosheng had given him.

He placed a record on the record player tray, cranked the handle, and the music started playing.

"Without you, how could I go on living? My heart is broken, and I can't do anything. Without you, how could I live? Since my heart is already broken, all I can do is cause trouble—"

This thing is a bit difficult to use. Although he and his Wife had studied it carefully, Li Banfeng had not yet fully mastered the trick. He listened to a song more than ten times and spent a whole hour on it before he felt that the music had changed a little.

Li Banfeng walked around the private room with the record player. His hand speed was very even, but the tempo of the music changed noticeably.

The hook isn't on the table; it's on the wall near the door.

Liao Zihui banged on the table. Why was the hook in the doorway?

Was this a trap set by Liao Zihui?

Li Banfeng put a blank record on the record player, replaced the Hard Needle, cranked the crank, and engraved a record next to the hook.

After burning the record, Li Banfeng brought it back to Portable Abode and had his Wife play it.

The record contains a conversation between Li Banfeng and Liao Zihui, but there is no further content beyond that.

This is the trap that Liao Zihui laid.

"He's really going all out," Li Banfeng said, putting away the record player. "I'll keep this hook for him, see how long he needs it."

As they were talking, the Copper Lotus suddenly bloomed, and a Lotus Seed appeared among the lotus leaves.

Li Banfeng peeled the Lotus Seed and carefully placed them in his palm.

The Lotus Seed burst open, and the gloves slowly unfolded.

Supported by its thumb and little finger, the glove slowly stood up, raising its index finger and saying to Li Banfeng, "Boss, I've done it!"

Li Banfeng's lower lip trembled slightly, but he didn't speak; he simply nodded.

"Honey, are you trying not to laugh?" Gloves looked at himself, then ran to Hong Ying's dressing table and looked at himself in the mirror for a moment.

He approached Red Lotus and calmly asked, "Third Madam, it doesn't matter whether you make me White Glove or Black Glove. Even if one side is black and the other white, it's acceptable."

You've covered me in black spots, like I have huge sores. What does this mean?

Red Lotus ignored him.

Since they're all black and white anyway, who can be so precise about it?

The man with the gloves was unfazed. "A man's appearance doesn't matter, the key is real skill. Old man, I'm not challenging you today, I'm going to open your door right in front of you, watch closely!"

Portable Abode Ju responded, "Good lad, I'd like to see if you have the ability. If you can really open my door, I'll reward you handsomely."

Li Banfeng was very nervous.

If the glove had actually opened the door to Portable Abode might have killed him on the spot.

We need to find a way to protect the gloves.

"A'Tao, don't be in such a hurry to show off, take a rest first."

The gloves wouldn't listen. "I risked my life to learn these skills, just to serve the boss. Boss, please take notice."

The gloves arrived at the door, and now they've felt around the crack in the door.

The whole family looked at it carefully, even Red Lotus, who usually didn't care about anything, focused her attention on the gloves.

If the gloves are successfully made, Red Lotus will have a chance to escape.

He found the right spot with the glove, ran his index finger along the door crack, drew a circle on the key spot with his middle finger, and gently tapped the door with his ring finger, then shouted, "Open!"

The door was closed.

The glove wiggled his index finger and said, "Old man, you really have some skill. I'll try again."

After fumbling around for a moment, the glove shouted again, "Open!"

It's still not open.

"Grandpa, this is serious, so you'd better watch out!"

An hour later.

Li Banfeng applied Snow Cream to his Wife, which angered Hong Ying, so his Wife applied some to her as well.

The Old Teapot brewed a pot of fine tea and went to the Wine Gourd to exchange it for wine. The Wine Gourd complained that the tea was not strong enough, so he gave the old teapot two ounces.

The projector seemed to hear the gun talking and became very excited. The pendulum told him that it was the sound of the rotating wheel.

The Red Lotus leaves trembled, yawned, and seemed to want to go back to the Ninth Room to sleep.

The gloves were still fumbling along the crack in the door, never stopping.

"Old man, this time I'm really serious!"

"A'Tao, listen to me—." Portable Abode felt a little sorry for him.

"Old man, I can do it! I'll show you my true skills!" The glove's voice trembled.

"Open!" The gloves were tried again.

"It's open," Portable Abode replied, opening the door a crack.

Everyone in the room could tell that Portable Abode had opened the door himself.

You can't tell just by looking at the gloves.

Gloves poked his head out the door and excitedly said, "I did it, old man, I really did it—"

Midon!

The door closed, and my glove got caught in it and I felt dizzy.

"Seventh Brother, find a place for him to get a good night's sleep," the Portable Abode Shen Ju sighed. "This child..."

The next morning, Liao Zihui sat in his office with bloodshot eyes.

He didn't sleep all night, and no one in the Guanfang Hall dared to sleep; everyone was on high alert.

Around nine o'clock, Ling Sujun, with red eyes, said, "General Envoy, quite a few people can't hold on any longer. Please grant us half a day off."

Liao Zihui waved his hand and said, "The more critical the moment, the less we can afford to relax. Everyone must remain on high alert."

As dusk fell, Liao Zihui rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself, "He didn't come—could it be that the debt collector he was talking about wasn't me? Could there be another reason behind this?"

He put on his headset, listened for a moment, and soon heard another conversation.

"Seventh Master, shall we go again tonight?"

"Go! They were on guard last night, they definitely won't be able to hold out tonight. We have to teach them a lesson this time!"

Liao Zihui put down his headset and smiled.

This Li Qi is indeed troublesome, but fortunately I am cautious enough.

He summoned Ling Sujun: "Withdraw all the personnel outside the building and bring them all back inside. Set up the boundaries and traps; tonight we'll lure them into a trap!"

Ling Sujun asked groggily, "General Envoy, who exactly are we supposed to be dealing with?"

Liao Zihui laughed and said, "You'll find out tonight."

P. S.: I reckon Ling Sujun won't know tonight either.