"I'm willing to believe you mean us no harm, but we really don't have what you want." Zhuang Shanbai addressed Xu Huo again. "The longer you stay here, the more likely you are to attract outsiders' attention. The Zhuang family left Flower City a long time ago. We don't want any complications now."
"If you won't leave, we'll have to make you," Zhuang Shanyu said, much more forcefully than his cousin.
Xu Huo didn't want to fight the Zhuang family. "Aren't the Zhuang family supposed to be hospitable? Surely someone who's come from far away can stay for a couple of days. Leaving in the middle of the night would only draw more attention, wouldn't it?"
"So you've decided to stay whether we like it or not?" Zhuang Shanyu said with an angry laugh.
Xu Huo smiled at the little bald boy, clearly showing that he wasn't going to leave. The Zhuang brothers were wary, and after thinking it over again and again, they still didn't make a move. At least they had the advantage of outnumbering him two to one.
Xu Huo successfully settled in with the Zhuang family.
Night soon fell. He went outside the courtyard and opened up his Spiritual World, sensing the entire Zhuang family estate. As in Elephant City that day, he could detect spiritual power, but it was scattered in points, like the nodes connecting a spiderweb. The points only worked together when the whole web needed to catch prey, just as when Zhuang Shanbai had controlled the house earlier.
The spiritual power felt scattered, yet it also seemed to be stored in fixed containers, activated only when needed.
As Xu Huo understood it, spiritual power couldn't be used this way. If his earlier deduction about the Dungeon grounds was correct, then Old Mr.