"So?"
Bai Ziqing touched his hair and looked at Zeng Anmin.
"You know I'm a scholar. This sort of thing definitely has to be done by you."
Zeng Anmin looked at Bai Ziqing as if it were only natural.
"No!"
Bai Ziqing shook his head firmly. "If this gets exposed, both of us will die."
"It won't. Even if Prince Qi died now, no one would care. He's been throwing his weight around in the capital, with enemies everywhere. No one will suspect us."
Zeng Anmin's expression was solemn now.
When it came to serious matters, he never joked with his own life.
"That still won't do."
Bai Ziqing's gaze was exceptionally resolute. He took a deep breath and tried to persuade him.
"Prince Qi has fallen. Sooner or later, the officials connected to him will fall as well. He'll never have another chance to rise again in this lifetime. Why take such an unnecessary step? It might expose us instead!"
He might have the Xi Huang Diagram on him. Even if he was not carrying it, there would surely be clues to be found through him.
If he were allowed to travel far away, the secret of the Xi Huang Diagram could very well be exposed.
Then his identity within the Heavenly Dao Alliance would be exposed as well.
And by then, the secret of the Dragon Survey Map could very well be exposed too.
Did I dare gamble on that?!
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, his gaze grave as he said, "Actually, I have another method. It can make a head of beautiful hair incomparably straight and smooth, flowing like an immortal's..."
The room fell silent.
Bai Ziqing's gaze froze.
He pursed his lips with great difficulty and shook his head. "No. Doing that would be far