The instant Qin Yao called out "Little Liuzi," Diwu Chijin's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank. I almost forgot! This fellow was close to the original owner of the body I took through Body Snatching!
He glanced at Qin Lan without betraying anything. Since I can't kill Qin Yao in front of this girl, I might as well acknowledge him first.
I can always find another chance to kill the brat later!
Yes, there's even a ready-made explanation: "He rallied briefly, but in the end, he still succumbed to the poison"...
As those thoughts raced through his mind, the taut muscles in Diwu Chijin's face relaxed.
Then he put on an expression of delighted surprise. Even his orange-gold eyes, brimming with killing intent, softened. "Brother Yao?! It's me! It really is!"
Diwu Chijin stepped closer, flicked his sleeve, and dropped to one knee, seizing Qin Yao's wrists with both hands.
This sudden enthusiasm only puzzled Qin Yao. I didn't sweep the place with my divine sense because I was playing dead.
But you had no such reason. You should've seen my face long ago.
Why are you acting as if you only just recognized me?
Still perplexed, Qin Yao asked hesitantly, "You... really are Little Liuzi?"
Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down twice.
Finally, his gaze settled on those orange-gold pupils. "But your eyes, and your cultivation... why are they so completely different from back then?"
"That's a long story!"
Diwu Chijin released him and stood, his lips curling into a faintly bitter smile. "Brother Yao, do you still remember what I told you back in Tang Village? I carried a blood debt that I had to settle!"
"Mm... your younger sister. Of course I remember!"
Qin Yao nodded earnestly.
"No, Brother Yao, you've