The young master's temperament was the most unpredictable of all.
The white-haired elder thought of the "rat" boy they'd left to fend for himself. The boy was about the same age as the young master, but neither his abilities nor his intelligence could compare.
sigh... If the young master killed the "rat," they'd lose a useful source of information. What a shame.
The ghost infant had a mouthful of whiskers and hair and kept edging closer. Lost in thought, the white-haired elder turned it upside down by its feet as he always did and gave it a few pats.
The ghost infant opened its mouth and wailed, spitting a huge clump of hair mixed with blood and organs onto the ground. It was filthy and foul-smelling, but after throwing it up, the infant burped contentedly and settled back on the elder's shoulder, quiet and well-behaved.
The young man glanced at the elder with mild disdain, then turned and looked up at the courtyard wall, which was neither high nor low. His eyes were pale. "I've already met the Fox Demon. He's no fool like you lot."
"I'd guess... he realized long ago that whoever captured us would bring trouble down on them. If we weren't willing to let it go, we'd come looking for him to settle the score, so he left in advance. The 'rat' isn't anywhere nearby. He must have followed him."
Hearing the young man's unhurried tone, the elder asked nervously, "But wasn't he still waiting for us to deliver the invitation? Does he have another way to get into the birthday banquet?"
The young man rolled his wrist and suddenly sneered. "Elder Bai, what's the point? Putting on an act in front of that foolish woman, Xue Jiu, is one thing, but you're still playing dumb