Come to think of it, this was the first time Ye Chi had formally asked him for help. Yu Ci naturally took it seriously and readily agreed. "Go on. So long as it is within my power, I will never refuse."
Ye Chi dipped slightly in thanks, but instead of immediately stating her request, she changed the subject. "Before that, I have another question. Master, you seek something from that palace complex—how do you intend to get inside?"
Yu Ci bared his teeth in a grin. "I had considered a few ideas before, but after hearing what you said, those methods would probably amount to walking up to death's door. I need to think it over carefully now."
"Is that so?" Ye Chi remained as calm as drifting clouds and gentle winds, neither confirming nor denying it.
Seeing her like this, Yu Ci laughed again. "What do you think I should do?"
Perhaps because the people he had encountered recently stood on a higher level, Yu Ci now faced Ye Chi with a certain air of looking down from above. Though he was polite in speech, calling her "fellow Daoist" at every turn, there was still a touch of superiority in him. It was not that he looked down on her; rather, it was the "tolerance" of an elder toward a junior. He naturally held a psychological advantage—Ye Tu was several years younger than him, let alone Ye Tu's younger sister. It was perfectly reasonable for him to put on airs in this regard.
Thus, no matter what Ye Chi said or how she behaved, he could tolerate it and consider it. Besides, there was genuine value in her words.
Yu Ci did not make much effort to conceal his attitude. Ye Chi should have sensed it, so she raised