"This Outer Tower cultivator is far too old. Just looking at him kills my appetite," King Wuguan remarked casually as they passed each other on the stairs. "His flesh is frail too. He has no value as a collectible at all."
Beneath the cover of her long dress, a tiny lump of flesh swelled from her abdomen, then slowly vanished.
Though he had no value as a collectible, there was no harm in taking a bite.
A passing stranger, and one with Outer Tower cultivation at that. As a professional assassin, she could never possibly let down her guard.
"Indeed." Lin Guangming, beside her, said, "His soul isn't even full. I can't be bothered to spare him another glance."
Naturally, their conversation was transmitted only through one another's spiritual hearing.
"When will we ever catch Xu San?" King Wuguan's voice was faint and ghostly. "Last time, he even called me a dead pervert. I spared his life, and he thinks he's all that."
A collectible like Xu San was truly peerless and rare.
"He really is quite capable," Lin Guangming said honestly. "I can't handle him alone."
"Aren't the two of us together?" King Wuguan shot him a look. "As long as we work together with one heart and stake our lives against his, are we really afraid we can't beat him?"
"Big Brother is right." Lin Guangming did not argue. Whoever wanted to risk their life could do it. "Let's go. We've still got work to do."
King Wuguan sighed. "Youxia Island is really hot. It isn't even summer yet!"
As they walked and chatted, the young man who had asked where the latrine was came thumping back upstairs.
He had relieved himself rather quickly!
King Wuguan swayed downstairs in a thousand charms, while Lin Guangming politely turned sideways.