I Rob Myself??

"Young Taoist, don't go making things up. You think you can fool an old man like me just because I'm from Wild Maoshan? I've been staring at that mural for ages and can't make heads or tails of it."

Li Qing didn't believe Golden Toad Son.

The mural's meaning seemed obvious at a glance. He'd stared at it for ages and still hadn't seen anything special, so how could this Young Taoist make it sound so mysterious?

Golden Toad Son smiled without answering. He didn't try to defend himself, merely saying, "Old-timer, this has nothing to do with whether we're orthodox. I just happen to understand some things."

Then he added, "Come on. I think I know where Zhou and the others are."

"You know that too?"

"One thing leads to another. Understand one thing, and you understand them all."

Golden Toad Son took the lead, as if he'd already figured out everything about the place.

Now even Lu Cheng, let alone Li Qing, found it strange.

He looked toward Six Eyes and Qing Hai.

The two exchanged a glance and shook their heads slightly. They'd figured out a few things too, but weren't certain enough to speak up.

Still, if Golden Toad Son said he understood, then he probably did.

"Hey, this is weird. Slow down, Young Taoist, and tell me what you've figured out."

Li Qing curled his lip and hurried after him.

Golden Toad Son led them through a winding route. At last, they emerged from a narrow stone passage and took in the view.

They couldn't help but shoot Golden Toad Son a sidelong glance.

Li Qing grinned. "Young Taoist, you've led us astray, haven't you? You brought us here to admire the scenery?"

Before them lay the highest point of the ancient city. From there,