Grease spread across Shu Fangjuan's legs, and only then did Shu Fangjuan realize that Face Not Big had come thoroughly prepared.
Shu Wanjuan's body instantly collapsed into ink, scattering through the grease.
Chuunibyou was startled. He had read many case files, and the scene before him reminded him of certain Scholar Cultivator tactics.
"Was that just his clone?"
"Using a clone to catch me? Could he catch me?" Face Not Big laughed. "Kid, he isn't that arrogant. The one you saw just now was the Scholar Cultivator Ancestor. He is the most cautious man in this world. Either he does not make a move, or once he does, he is certain to succeed.
"His true body came, but he can switch places with his clone. Today, I'll make sure he can't switch. Go wait outside first! Don't call anyone, don't make a sound, don't drag your senior brother down with you, and don't drag anyone else down either. Just watch from outside. Without my orders, you are not allowed to move!"
With a wave of Face Not Big's hand, Chuunibyou slid straight out the door.
Before he could steady himself, Chuunibyou immediately called Li Banfeng.
Lao Luo answered the phone. Chuunibyou did not dare make a sound, only hoping Lao Luo would understand what he meant.
Inside the room, a mass of ink roamed in every direction, wrapped in a thick layer of grease.
Face Not Big laughed. "Old Thief, can't get out? In a while, I'll turn you completely into oil."
The ink twisted and re-formed into Shu Wanjuan. He wiped the oil stains from his gown, his expression still calm and composed.
"You trapped me for what? To reminisce about old times, or to dredge up old accounts? Feeling wronged? Are there things from back then that you