As for whether Xu Yi would keep his promise, no one was worried. After all, their lives were in his hands; he had no need to deceive them.
It was as they say: those who hold your life in their hands are often the ones most worthy of your trust.
After everyone had thanked him repeatedly, Triangle Eye said, "There are less than four hours left until the second trial ends. Let's all give it our best, work with the young master, and stand our final watch."
The Bald Monk said coldly, "Why make it sound so serious? You'd think you'd put in so much effort. We're merely clinging to the young master's coattails and hoping to get a few benefits. What credit could we possibly claim?"
Though they belonged to the same legion, the Bald Monk and Triangle Eye were gradually falling out. At the root of it was nothing more than their shared desire to attach themselves to Xu Yi. Each feared the other would get ahead and claim the place of being the person closest to Xu Yi.
Triangle Eye was so exasperated he fumed. "When did I ever say I deserved a lot of credit? You bald donkey, how dare you sow discord! No wonder they say, 'No poison, no baldness; no baldness, no poison.' I finally believe it!"
The Bald Monk wasn't angered. With a solemn expression, he joined his palms and murmured a Buddhist chant, looking every bit like an enlightened monk. Triangle Eye was so furious he nearly spat blood.
Xu Yi waved a hand. "Don't boast too soon. I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Stay alert."
The others didn't take him seriously. After repeatedly driving people away, they had all decided that the time remaining would be dead time. They only