Director's Methods

"Who was it??"

Looking at the little eunuch standing on the carriage, Xiao Ran secretly hoped it was Wu Man.

It wasn't just because he liked seeing Wu Man make a fool of himself. More importantly, Wu Man's methods and temperament were better suited to this.

But the instant their eyes met, Xiao Ran knew who it was.

"Dai Long?"

How could Xiao Ran fail to recognize those clear, innocent eyes, as pure as a college student's? The only one in their group who had eyes like that was Dai Long.

If it had been the bull-nosed little Daoist, he would surely have been winking and mugging at Xiao Ran by now.

"So it's him. That kid's become a little eunuch. This identity actually fits the Dai family's long-standing desire for the state's recognition. He may be a eunuch, but to be recognized by the state, he still has to castrate himself."

The two exchanged a glance. This Dai Long, who was now known as Little Li Zi, immediately turned away, jumped down from the carriage, and helped the old eunuch inside.

Xiao Ran walked up to the entrance and took a look. A plaque hung over the door, bearing three striking characters: Formless Hall.

Xiao Ran gave it another curious look. The page standing guard at the entrance scowled and snapped, "What are you looking at? This place isn't for the likes of you. Get lost!"

Xiao Ran smiled and nodded at that, then turned and left. Once he reached a nearby alley, he used his mental power to see through the wall. In moments, he had seen every corner of the place.

"So it's a bathhouse." Xiao Ran suddenly understood.

This bathhouse was no ordinary place. It catered exclusively to eunuchs.

Surgical techniques in ancient times were crude.