Qin Jiuge was merely doing what his predecessors had once done.
Yet in the end, not one of the Elders above had even asked a single question, which was more than enough to prove that Qin Jiuge's actions had been correct.
Thus, now that Bai Feifei was handling these matters, she had even less of a psychological burden.
"Who is it? Don't you know this is Senior Brother Jiang's territory?
You lot truly have gall beyond measure."
Bai Feifei gave a cold laugh. At this moment, she still believed it was those people from the daytime who had come first, each of them seeking revenge here. They had merely been no match for Jiang the Old Devil, and after dying, had come looking for trouble with her instead. Squeezing the soft persimmon was undoubtedly one of White Bone Abbey's finest traditions, without equal.
It could only be said that White Bone Abbey had far too many fine traditions at times, enough to leave one both laughing and crying.
"It's me."
A voice belonging to Qin Jiuge sounded softly from the darkness.
Bai Feifei's eyes went wide, and the next instant, she was thoroughly frightened.
She tightened her clothes around herself, lightly biting her pearly teeth, as though she had already prepared herself for other possibilities.
Bai Feifei hardened her heart, then closed her eyes and opened the door.
At the doorway, Qin Jiuge looked at Bai Feifei in that state, as though some flower-plucking thief had come knocking.
He glanced around, then chuckled irritably. "Relax, Senior Brother Li. I'm not as interested in your flat figure as you seem to imagine.
"I came tonight only to tell you that while the Protector Elders are busy refining Pills, all affairs of the outer sect will temporarily be handed over to you.