"Should we take him back and let Elder Sui have a look?"
Wen Xu was not one to meddle, but he knew Chunchou was kind by nature and could not bear to see someone hurt and suffering with nowhere to turn. "All right. Lead the way. I'll hold him."
"Okay! Let's go!"
Just then, the eyeless man began writhing like a maggot. His hands opened and closed in the air, as though grasping for something he desperately wanted. Caught off guard, Wen Xu let the man yank away the silk ribbon over his eyes. He opened them instinctively and met the man's utterly empty sockets!
Now he understood why Chunchou had been so startled. It was uncanny. Wen Xu even had the illusion that those sockets were studying him from head to toe.
But how could that be possible?
"Ah, you didn't take my eyes. You're a good person!" The ragged, crazed man stopped struggling and leaned close to Wen Xu. "Good person, can you help me dig out his eyes? He stole mine!"
Bian Chunchou flew into a rage and charged over. "Hey, get away from him! Who stole your eyes? These are my own eyes, the originals!"
After shouting, he felt rather childish. Why was he arguing with a madman?
"No, he's lying!"
Bian Chunchou rolled up his sleeves and started arguing with the madman in the street. In the end, it was the dependable Wen Xu who put a stop to the pointless quarrel by knocking the eyeless man unconscious.
Bian Chunchou: ...That felt good. No, wait. They had to take him back so the elder could examine his eyes.
One thing was one thing, and another was another. He and this madman might have clashing fates, but Bian Chunchou still had his principles. He soon brought