In the darkness, beneath the lights, Kou Beiyue silently stared at the ordinary-looking young man with a cigarette between his lips and black-rimmed glasses for about ten seconds before saying:
"No wonder Little Round thinks so highly of you. She's sensitive and deeply wary; ordinary official walkers find it hard to get close to her, yet she alone trusts you and considers you a friend. There's a reason for that. From now on... well, from now on, we're friends."
Young people were often awkward and thin-skinned. When expressing goodwill, they felt embarrassed and ashamed.
After saying that, Kou Beiyue saw Zhang Yuanqing remain silent, lost in thought. Feeling that his self-esteem had taken a blow, he pressed, "Aren't you happy to be friends with a master like me?"
Zhang Yuanqing snapped back to his senses and instinctively replied, "Ah, right, right."
Then he asked suspiciously, "Hm? What did you just say? I didn't catch that."
Kou Beiyue's face turned green, then white. With an angry snort, he turned his head away.
Thoroughly baffled, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said, "I was thinking about the operation plan. Since we've decided to intervene, analysis and preparation are essential. Charging headfirst into Bronze Sparrow House on a whim would be the stupidest thing we could do, and it would put us in danger."
The words Wouldn't it be enough to just storm Bronze Sparrow House? caught in Kou Beiyue's throat. He forced them down and said, "Why? Based on my analysis, that Master Wu should be an ordinary person, not a Spirit Realm Walker. Do we really need to be this cautious with an ordinary person?"
Zhang Yuanqing agreed that Master Wu definitely was not a Spirit Realm Walker. A Spirit Realm Walker's Moral Value could not withstand that kind of