Liu Xu and Wu Hua Seek to Untie Their Knots

Originally, this was a broken Giant Tree, formed by intertwined roots, with a handprint on it.

But just as Xu Bai was about to leave, a strange change occurred.

The handprint was still the same handprint, but at the broken part of the tree, it was as if the Dead Trees Revive in Spring, sprouting Emerald Green Sprouts.

The new buds are emerald green and full of life, and this touch of green adds another layer of vitality to the originally broken Giant Tree.

Using the word "full of life" might not be quite right, but the tiny sprouts give people a sense of vigorous upward growth.

The Old Courier Chief was also nearby. After witnessing this scene, his face was blank, as if he had seen something strange and inexplicable that he could not explain.

Perhaps in the Old Courier Chief's eyes, this was something inexplicable, but in Xu Bai's eyes, he saw something on another level.

His progress bar changed; it underwent a complete transformation.

He came over today and worked on the progress bar for a while, making some progress. But ever since the Emerald Green Sprouts sprouted like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, everything has started to regress.

The so-called "rewind" refers to the progress bar rewinding. Although it's not obvious, it has indeed rewinded.

This was the first time this had happened, and Xu Bai was quite surprised, but he quickly figured out the reason.

This couldn't possibly be a problem with his progress bar; it could only be that the broken Giant Tree itself had a problem, and that the Giant Tree had changed.

When he was observing it before, he was also calculating the time it would take to complete the progress bar. According to his calculations, it might be slightly worse than the previous Nameless Buddhist Scripture and Spring Flower Brush.

After all, this handprint was just something the Female Daoist Abbot casually pressed on; compared to the Nameless Buddhist Scripture and the Spring Flower Brush, its seriousness was insignificant.

The Nameless Buddhist Scripture was handwritten by the abbot of Vajra Temple, and the text on Spring Flower Brush was engraved by the Academy Dean. The quantity alone is quite different.

But it's still a progress bar, even if it's just a little short, he doesn't mind.

It seems I was overthinking it. This time, things changed; the progress bar actually decreased, indicating that the handprint on the tree has become stronger.

Xu Bai stared intently until everything settled down, and the new buds stopped growing, and the progress bar stabilized again.

I roughly estimated the time; it was longer than that of the Nameless Buddhist Scripture and the Spring Flower Brush.

"That's more like it," Xu Bai thought to himself.

Just then, the Old Courier Chief's voice came from the side.

"The ability to bring a Dead Trees Revive in Spring tree back to life is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even after the Female Daoist Abbot disappeared, her strength has continued to grow rapidly."

This scene of Dead Trees Revive in Spring to life is truly breathtaking.

Xu Bai stared at the tree in front of him and suddenly said, "Senior, prepare a room for me."

The Old Courier Chief was still marveling at the story when he heard Xu Bai's words and was clearly taken aback.

"You're planning to stay here?"

Xu Bai nodded, confirming that he would stay here tonight and from now on.

The change in the tree served as a reminder to him.

The journey from Shadow Courier Station to Sheng County would waste a lot of time, so it's better to finish this tree here first. As for the escort agency, Liu Er will naturally be in charge there.

The Old Courier Chief said nothing more. Since they wanted to stay, they should. After all, the person who saved him had done so, so this request was not a problem.

With that in mind, the Old Courier Chief went to arrange accommodations.

The night was as still as water. Xu Bai looked at the broken tree in front of him and the new buds on it. The progress bar was slowly increasing, and his heart was burning with passion.

After several days of travel, Liu Xu and Wu Hua returned to their respective places and made some preparations.

Vajra Temple.

This is one of the Ten Great Temples of the Great Chu Kingdom.

Inside the temple, monks came and went. Unlike other temples, the monks here had a strong sense of menace.

Every monk who passed by carried a faint aura of murderous intent, which could not be generated out of thin air from chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist mantras.

Only those who have experienced real combat and life-or-death confrontations can possess this invisible killing intent.

This is something that Vajra Temple has been advocating for over the years.

The world is full of chaos; one enters the world, then severs from it, seeks it, and then transcends it, ultimately reaching a truly great realm.

They take it upon themselves to subdue demons and eliminate evil spirits, and when they encounter evil and heretical forces, they will transform into wrathful Vajra.

Wu Hua walked through the temple, and once back in her own territory, every step she took was light and pleasant.

When the senior and junior students passing by saw him, they all greeted him, and he answered them one by one.

However, some sharp-eyed monks noticed something was amiss; Wu Hua seemed to have something on his mind.

Wu Hua is indeed in trouble, and it's quite serious.

After passing through a series of grand halls, Wu Hua finally arrived at a side hall. After walking around for a while, he entered a room.

Inside the room, there was antique furniture, and in the center stood a middle-aged monk holding a Buddhist scripture, carefully turning the pages.

Among the Kongo generation of Vajra Temple, it's hard to say who is the strongest, but when it comes to who is the best at teaching, Kong Chan is undoubtedly the best.

Over the years, Kong Chan has produced one outstanding disciple after another.

Wu Hua was Kong Chan's last disciple, and also the well-known closed-door disciple.

When Wu Hua entered the room, Kong Chan put down the Buddhist scripture in her hand. Her calm eyes swept over Wu Hua's face, and her brows furrowed slightly.

The middle-aged Kong Chan's expression turned serious. "Wu Hua, your mind is in turmoil."

If he couldn't even see this, he wouldn't be considered the best teacher.

"You have fallen into the trap of desire," Kong Chan said bluntly.

Wu Hua was taken aback, realizing that her master had pointed out her intentions before she could even speak. She also understood why she had come. Soon, she recounted what had happened at the Spring Rain Pavilion.

Especially when that woman of the night sat on him, her red lips pressed against his neck, his mindset changed.

The room fell silent. After a moment, Kong Chan said only one sentence.

"Some things, the more you resist them, the more they repeat themselves. If you go in the opposite direction, when you taste what true desire is, you will know how to resist," Kong Chan said, clasping her hands together.

Wu Hua was slightly taken aback.

He pondered the meaning of the sentence repeatedly and had come to understand its deeper significance.

"Master, you mean, let me experience it."

"Entering the mortal world is a process of experiencing, withdrawing, and detaching. Fortunately, this is just the predicament of desire, not love." Kong Chan's words carried a sense of relief.

Wu Hua fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.

As a mentor, besides his teaching methods, Kong Chan's most astute trait is his insight. No disciple can hide anything from him, let alone Wu Hua.

"If you still have any troubles, why don't you tell me them all, and I will answer them for you?" Kong Chan continued.

Wu Hua looked conflicted, unsure of how to begin.

The Kong Chan did not urge them; it simply waited quietly to the side.

Some things cannot be forced; the best time to resolve them is when students ask the questions themselves.

The room fell silent again, with wisps of sandalwood incense floating in the air, carrying a refreshing and pleasant scent.

After a moment, Wu Hua seemed to have finally made up his mind. He took a deep breath and told her everything he had done and experienced in Sheng County.

"Master, I don't understand. The Great Chu takes it upon itself to protect the people, so why does His Majesty... release the Immeasurable Dao Scripture, causing suffering to some people? Of course, I understand the principle of exchanging the few for the many, but those are lives, each one a living human life."

This is the point he understands the least.

He kept it to himself, and it was only natural for students to ask their teacher questions when they had doubts.

Kong Chan's usually calm and collected gaze finally changed, and he adopted a compassionate expression. "Have you recited Buddhist scriptures for the dead people so that they can leave in peace?"

Wu Hua nodded, indicating that he did.

At this moment, Kong Chan stood up, slowly moved to Wu Hua's side, and patted Wu Hua's shoulder.

"I can't give you the answer to this question either, because I once had the same problem as you, but I solved it differently."

Wu Hua froze, as if carved from wood.

Kong Chan paced back and forth a couple of times before finally stopping in place. She turned around and said, "Go to the Scripture Repository. Many of the Buddhist scriptures there were copied by our predecessors, and their brushstrokes carry their insights. Perhaps you can find your own path there."

Wu Hua snapped out of her daze and said she would go over and take a look.

He then thought of Xu Bai's matter and recounted the whole story, especially emphasizing the recommendation.

"The postmaster?" Kong Chan fell into deep thought, and after a moment, said, "I will write a letter."

This sentence means that the speaker agrees.

Wu Hua didn't ask any more questions, said goodbye, left the room, and headed to the Scripture Repository.

He needs to resolve his doubts, otherwise inner demons will arise and his Buddhist heart will be unstable.

Before leaving, Kong Chan said something.

"Desire is easy to understand, but love is hard to find. If you don't have enough of it, you'd better not get involved."

After Wu Hua left, Kong Chan returned to her original position and began to read the Buddhist scriptures in her hand.

But for some reason, the unease in his heart was so deep that he couldn't calm down.

"Well..."

Kong Chan took out Wooden Fish and gently tapped it.

He had a sachet hanging from his waist, on which were embroidered delicate characters.

The sound of Wooden Fish being struck could be heard from inside the room.

Azure Cloud Academy.

Nanhua Dao is a gathering place for various Academy, and the atmosphere of calligraphy and painting is very strong.

As a gathering place for scholars, this place, though just a small town, was more prosperous than any ordinary prefecture.

As one of the top schools in Nanhua Dao, Azure Cloud Academy naturally has the most scholars.

At this moment, Liu Xu was still dressed in the same outfit, her face veiled as she entered the Academy.

Inside the Academy, scholars came and went in an endless stream.

Some scholars were deep in thought, some stood still, and some even held books in their hands, reading even while walking.

Liu Xu walked in without causing any commotion until she arrived at a room and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A strong, resonant voice came from inside the room.

Hearing the sounds from inside the house, Liu Xu gently pushed open the door.

The room was furnished simply, yet with a lively feel. In the center sat a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, dressed in white, exuded a completely different aura despite his age, both in appearance and demeanor.

Upon seeing Liu Xu enter, the middle-aged man put down his book and frowned slightly.

"Teacher, I have completed the tasks you assigned, but there is something I need your help with." After Liu Xu came in, she first explained Xu Bai's situation.

She particularly emphasized the matter of recommendation letters.

Wang Qingfeng frowned even more deeply, and after a long while, he slowly said, "I will help you with this matter, but in the future, you must not use any connections because of that Jianghu person."

Liu Xu replied that she understood.

She knew very well that what her teacher hated most was using connections.

The teacher believes that Azure Cloud Academy merely provides a platform for scholars, rather than any kind of background; scholars must walk their own paths.

If you think of the Azure Cloud Academy as just a background, you won't go far. Even if you do go far, you'll lose your footing and fall off a cliff.

It's already extremely rare that this road is open today.

Liu Xu got what she wanted, but she didn't leave. She stayed in the same place, as if she was struggling with something.

Even someone with poor eyesight could tell that something was wrong with the Liu Xu, let alone Wang Qingfeng.

"Do you have any unresolved questions?" Wang Qingfeng asked.

Liu Xu nodded, her teeth clenched, as if she was struggling with whether to speak or not.

"I am your teacher, your guide on the road to success. You must trust me. If you don't trust me, then you can simply keep quiet," Wang Qingfeng said.

Liu Xu took several deep breaths and finally recounted everything she had seen and heard in Sheng County. Her tone became particularly excited when she talked about the Immeasurable Dao Scripture.

"When I entered the profession of scholar, I initially thought that I was studying for the people and for the common people, but my previous experiences overturned my thoughts, and my mind was in turmoil."

Wang Qingfeng's furrowed brows gradually relaxed as Liu Xu expressed her thoughts.

"I wondered what it was about, but it turns out it's just this."

This suggests that they don't take this matter seriously, but rather consider it a trivial matter.

Liu Xu said doubtfully, "What the teacher means is..."

Wang Qingfeng looked directly at him and said, "Everyone has their own yardstick in their heart. You have yours, and I have mine. As long as you don't go astray and are positive, just stick to your yardstick and follow that standard."

Liu Xu fell into deep thought.

How could a single sentence possibly make her let go of what she was thinking?

"You need to understand, if you can't even be firm in your own beliefs, then what's the point of studying? What I'm saying is that everyone's thoughts are different, and I'm not trying to deceive you. Take your Senior Brother Yun, for example. His trip to Sheng County this time was..."

At this point, Wang Qingfeng seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have, and quickly shut his mouth.

He thought for a moment and changed the subject.

"Go to the Book Tower. If I cannot enlighten you, then read the books of sages and saints. They will tell you what to do. But when you read them, you must read them with the standard in your heart."

Liu Xu nodded, her mind replaying what the teacher had just said, her emotions churning like waves crashing on the sea.

After saying goodbye, Liu Xu left the room and headed to the Book Tower.

After Liu Xu left, Wang Qingfeng poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and frowned with worry.

"Yun Zihai, alas..."

Inside the room, Wang Qingfeng's sigh could be heard.

Sheng County.

Everyone has their own experiences, and how a person's mindset changes when they encounter a certain event is another matter.

By this time, it was getting closer to the next morning.

There's a saying that goes, "The darkest hour is just before dawn."

Darkness, as deep as water and as inky as ink, enveloped the earth and the sky. In the darkness, some places were faintly visible, while others were so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Inside the County Office.

Yun Zihai was sitting upright on a stool, writing at his desk.

On the table were several oil lamps, their bright flames flickering and illuminating the folded documents on the table clearly.

It took him a whole night to finish organizing all the things that needed to be handed over.

"Cough cough..."

The sound of coughing came from Yun Zihai's mouth.

Yun Zihai's originally pale cheeks turned rosy from coughing, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

Inside the room, there was a small stove. Yun Zihai got up and went to the stove. He wrapped the earthenware pot on the stove with a dark cloth and picked it up.

He poured out a bowlful of light brown Chinese medicine before setting down the earthenware pot and letting it rest on the stove.

Yun Zihai raised his head and took small sips of his drink.

The bitter Chinese medicine did not cause any change in his expression. After drinking it expressionlessly, Yun Zihai's cough was finally suppressed.

Looking at the empty medicine bowl in front of him, with only a few remnants left, Yun Zihai couldn't help but think of the Jianghu person Xu Bai whom he had met at the herbal medicine shop.

"What an interesting person," Yun Zihai thought to himself.

He has a keen eye for people; even on their first meeting, he could tell that Xu Bai was unusual.

Putting aside the fact that he was incredibly strong, what Yun Zihai found most peculiar was Xu Bai's temperament.

There are things that Jianghu people should have, but there are not things that people should have.

It's very strange overall.

Yun Zihai sat on the stool and thought about it for a long time before putting his thoughts aside.

It's already the second day, and it hasn't been long since the sunlight started shining in.

Yun Zihai quickly tidied up for a while, organizing all the scattered documents on the table before preparing to leave.

But before he even reached the door, he heard a knock on the door.

"Sir, you said yesterday that you wanted to tour the entire Sheng County today, and I have already prepared the carriage." The yamen runner lowered his voice.

To govern a county well, the most important thing to do before governance is to understand it.

Understanding the local customs and traditions of a county is essential for better integration into its community.

"I understand, you can go now," Yun Zihai.

The constable said "Okay" and hurriedly left.

Yun Zihai arrived at the door and opened it.

Outside was a dark night sky, but when he opened the door, a glimmer of starlight shone through the darkness.

A long sword, reflecting the moonlight, slashed through the night sky, heading straight for Yun Zihai's neck.

The person holding the long sword was dressed entirely in black, with even their face and head covered by a black cloth.

The sword was swift and silent.

If it weren't for the moon's reflection, the sword would be completely invisible.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of impact rang out.

A piece of paper was placed over the tip of the sword, and an article was written on the paper.

This sword was exceptionally sharp, capable of cutting a hair in two, but after being entangled in paper, it seemed to lose its strength and stopped in mid-air.

Yun Zihai smiled and said, "I thought you would arrive much earlier, but you're only arriving now. I'm really disappointed."

Judging from this, it seems that Yun Zihai had long anticipated this day would come.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black raised his free left hand and launched a series of hidden weapons toward Yun Zihai's face.

Behind Yun Zihai, pages of books appeared one after another.

The pages spun in mid-air, catching all the hidden weapons.

Immediately afterwards, the word "Zhen" floated up from the page of the book and landed on the forehead of the man in black.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the sword in the man's hand fell to the ground, and above his head, the word "Zhen" was suspended.

Yun Zihai forward, lifted the black-clad man's mask, revealing an ordinary face.

Tell me where you came from.

The man in black didn't speak, but his face changed.

His face turned from normal to bluish-purple, and in the blink of an eye, a trickle of blood flowed from the black-clad man's mouth; the black-clad man had already lost his life.

"Poison?" Yun Zihai frowned.

Their fight naturally attracted attention.

Some of the yamen runners who remained at the County Office office ran out and, upon seeing the corpse of the man in black in front of them, shouted that there was an assassin and surrounded Yun Zihai.

Yun Zihai waved his hand, signaling the constables to dispose of the body, and then fell into deep thought.

He recalled what had just happened.

That silent sword was a master of assassination, but after its assassination attempt failed, it committed suicide by poison.

This series of actions appeared very professional.

Thinking of this, Yun Zihai summoned a yamen runner and ordered, "Spread the word that I was attacked. Let the people of Sheng County know that I was injured."

The constable was taken aback. Although he didn't understand why he had to do this, he nodded in agreement and quickly left.

After the constables left, Yun Zihai returned to his residence.

Since the official explanation is that you're injured, then you should refrain from visiting the county town for now.

As the first rays of sunlight shone on the earth, Sheng County transformed from silence to noise.

Various vendors began to set up stalls, and the deserted streets gradually became more populated, adding a lot of noise to the county town.

Today, Sheng County has a different atmosphere, especially with the news that has surprised all the people.

On his very first day in office, the magistrate was assassinated and suffered serious injuries.

Once the news was released, it spread like dough, expanding rapidly and reaching farther and farther.

As more and more people learned of this, they remained silent, mostly in surprise.

This is different from the major events that happened before, where the main figures had already passed away. But now, the county magistrate is still alive, so they dare not talk about this matter casually.

Of course, when Yun Zihai intentionally released the news, even if the people didn't talk about it, the news seemed to have grown legs and spread like a gust of wind throughout the entire county in an instant.

The message traveled further and further, eventually landing at the entrance of Shadow Courier Station with a carrier pigeon.

The Old Courier Chief bent down, picked up the carrier pigeon, removed the paper tied to its leg, and opened it to take a look.

Even those in the Shadow Courier Station need information; they are not isolated from the world, and they need information more than ever before.

After all, Shadow Courier Station itself is a transportation hub.

"The county magistrate was assassinated?" The Old Courier Chief was stunned. After recovering, he turned his gaze to Xu Bai, who was sitting next to the Giant Tree.

Early this morning, Xu Bai sat motionless in front of the Giant Tree, as if contemplating life.

The Old Courier Chief thought Xu Bai would be interested in this news, so he went over and handed the news to Xu Bai.

Xu Bai was still working on the progress bar when he saw the old village chief's action and instinctively took it from him.

He opened the letter in front of him, and frowned after reading its contents.

"The magistrate was assassinated, but the assassination failed?" Xu Bai muttered to himself.

This news was truly unexpected.

Xu Bai knew very well who the county magistrate was.

The genius scholar from the Azure Cloud Academy, who was also Liu Xu's senior, had come to Sheng County with this identity, and he had always thought that there must be something abnormal about it.

Even though Liu Xu said it was because Yun Zihai killed the prince, there was something fishy about it, and Xu Bai kept thinking about it.

According to the laws of the Great Chu Kingdom, even if private punishment was carried out, he could still be appointed as an official. It seemed like a punishment, but Xu Bai felt that the punishment was not severe enough.

Having only been in Sheng County for a short time, Xu Bai had already encountered an assassination attempt. Now, it seemed that his initial assessment was correct.

"Shall we go and take a look?" the Old Courier Chief asked.

Xu Bai handed the note back and shook his head. "I'm not going."

This matter has nothing to do with him. He and Yun Zihai have only met once, so it would be a stretch to ask him to go over there.

If it were Liu Xu and Wu Hua who encountered this, he would go and take a look, but he would rather not go to Yun Zihai.

The most important thing right now is the progress bar; everything else can be put aside.

After all, he couldn't carry the Giant Tree in front of him around, and he certainly couldn't try to dig the handprint off.

Only after completing the progress bar can he fulfill this wish.

"That's true, it has nothing to do with you anyway." The Old Courier Chief realized he was overthinking things, so he stopped talking and went back to his room to attend to his own business.

Xu Bai stared at the Giant Tree as usual, the progress bar slowly increasing.

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was noon.

Even though a major event occurred at Shadow Courier Station, and many of the Courier Folk died, there is no shortage of people these days.

Several Courier Folk have already arrived at Shadow Courier Station and started setting up stalls.

The usually quiet and deserted Shadow Courier Station became somewhat lively at this time.

Xu Bai wandered around for a bit, and after not finding any progress bar, he returned to the Giant Tree and continued grinding.

Although the Courier Folk found it strange, they continued with their own business and did not disturb them.

Time passed slowly, Xu Bai thought that the day would just pass like this. Unexpectedly, a group of people passed by Shadow Courier Station and stopped.

The five men, each riding a fast horse, arrived and tied their horses to trees outside.

Everyone looked weary from their journey, and there was also a faint, lurking murderous intent about them.

It's quite normal for people who frequent the underworld to carry a murderous aura.

After the five people entered, they looked around the stalls but didn't find anything good. So they sat down at the seats provided by Shadow Courier Station for a short rest.

One of them, a man with a fierce face, was looking around.

When this person saw Xu Bai, he paused noticeably for a moment, then quickly looked away.

"Third brother, don't cause trouble." The leader was a middle-aged man. Seeing the burly man's behavior, he quickly scolded him, "Doing serious business is the priority."

The burly man nodded, his gaze occasionally sweeping over Xu Bai, his eyes filled with inexplicable emotions.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the five people had rested enough and were ready to get up and leave.

The burly third brother couldn't hold back any longer. He walked up to the middle-aged man and said through gritted teeth, "Boss, we've been traveling for so long, and I haven't caused any trouble. Can't you just wait a little while? I really can't take it anymore."

The eldest brother frowned, glanced at the third brother, then looked at Xu Bai. After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly. "I'll only give you a little time. If you can't get him outside, then forget it."

With that, he left with the others.

The third brother remained where he was, and after the eldest brother and the others left, he rubbed his hands together and walked towards Xu Bai with a face full of excitement.

Xu Bai was intently staring at the Giant Tree when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw a burly man walking towards him.

"Young man... can we talk? I have some money here, you..." The third brother was about to speak.

"Not interested." Xu Bai's gaze turned cold.

The three simple words caused the third brother's expression to change slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"We've never met before. You've come to me now simply to talk about something, but I have no interest in that. Do you understand what I mean now?" Xu Bai continued to stare at the progress bar.

"You haven't finished telling me yet. Here's the thing, I'm new to this place and not familiar with some of the terrain. Could you be my guide? I'll pay you for it," the third brother said eagerly.

At the same time, he opened the money pouch at his waist, revealing gleaming silver.

"Not interested," Xu Bai continued.

Upon hearing this, the third brother frowned even more deeply.

However, remembering what his boss had said earlier, he thought about it carefully for a moment, then said nothing more and turned to leave.

Before turning around, his gaze lingered on Xu Bai with an ambiguous meaning.

After the third brother left, Xu Bai stared at the progress bar on the tree for a while, then sighed, slowly got up, and went to the Old Courier Chief's door.

"I'm going out for a bit. Could you please take a look at this tree for me, senior?"

"Go ahead, I'm an official, I can still manage things here," the Old Courier Chief's voice rang out.

Xu Bai didn't say anything more, and with the Ghost-Head Saber at his waist, he walked out of the Shadow Courier Station.

Outside Shadow Courier Station.

The third brother and the eldest brother reunited.

"Why haven't we seen him? Why didn't you bring him here?" the eldest brother asked in a strange tone.

The third brother shook his head, a hint of greed in his eyes.

"At this point, don't cause any trouble, understand?" the boss instructed.

"I understand, I understand." The third brother quickly agreed, "You know me, this kid has fair skin and delicate features, I really couldn't resist. After this is over, I'll go find him. Don't worry, I'll destroy the evidence after it's all over."

The eldest brother nodded and said nothing more, but seemed to tacitly approve of the third brother's actions.

All five of them were in a hurry and did not linger, so they headed in one direction.

After they had been gone for a while, Xu Bai emerged from the shadows beside him, his expression icy cold.

"Smooth skin and tender flesh?"

"Handsome with delicate features?"

"You want to come back to me later to cover up the crime?"

"Then we can't let you stay."