Master kept saying this with his back to me.
Though my expression did not change, my heart was already churning violently.
Not only did Master say this with his back turned to me, he also would not let me answer or show any expression.
And I noticed another issue: his words contained only "I," never "you."
It sounded more like he was muttering to himself than speaking to me. You need to do whatever you need to do...
This was clearly different from our usual conversations. Master was avoiding something.
I still said nothing.
After pausing at the words "distinguished guest," Master spoke again:
"Guests can be good or bad, honorable or lowly.
Within seven days, there will definitely be three liars. You must kill them.
There will also be a guest of noble status. Receive him properly.
There is something in the drawer. You cannot let him take it. Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely..."
By this point, my emotions and questions had begun to multiply.
Hang white lanterns? Find the liars? I was a guest, and I did not even know them? Kill them? What if I killed the wrong ones?
And was this guest a human or a ghost? White lanterns meant ghosts, didn't they?
A guest of noble status, yet there was no information whatsoever.
How was I supposed to determine whether the other party was noble?
There was something in the drawer too? What was it?
I really wanted to ask questions. There were too many doubts and too many questions.
But Master had clearly not said everything, and reason kept my mouth shut.
What Master had said had to be the key to my senior brothers and sisters atoning for their sins over these twelve years.
At that, Master took a deep breath and turned around.
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