"Another one I've conned into a cripple. I really don't get why you're making this so complicated. Just get on with it. Beneath the three wooden stocks, what couldn't be wrung out?"
Huang Mei had started grumbling again.
If he hadn't digested that wisp of pure energy in time and caught the deepest memories in Chu Yuan's mind, filling in the gaps for Xu Yi, Xu Yi might well have given himself away.
And in Huang Mei's eyes, Xu Yi was getting more and more kind.
Xu Yi sent a thought to Huang Mei. "You're the kind of guy who runs a hundred meters in twelve and a half seconds."
Huang Mei's tone reminded him of a movie he'd watched in his previous life called Crazy Stone. There was a petty crook in it named Blackhide, who always took a crude, heavy-handed approach to dirty work. In Xu Yi's eyes, Huang Mei was starting to resemble Blackhide more and more.
Huang Mei didn't know the "twelve and a half seconds" reference and was left puzzled. He'd gotten used to Xu Yi tossing out unfamiliar words from time to time, but this one was so new that he had no idea how to respond.
Xu Yi ignored Huang Mei and fixed his gaze on Chu Yuan. "I want to know about your organization. Why do you put out genuine and fake divine weapons to sow chaos among those seeking opportunities?"
Chu Yuan hesitated, looking as though he wanted to speak but couldn't bring himself to.
Xu Yi said, "If you don't want to talk, then don't. You may leave, Brother Chu. Our paths end here. You aren't the person I'm looking for."
Chu Yuan hurriedly said, "Sir, you misunderstand me. It's not that I'm being coy. There's just something I don't