If they had not run into it, that would have been one thing. But now that they had, he would not simply let it slide.
Besides, if those three did not want to be friends with him, then he would insist on becoming their friend. He had nothing much going for him except being stubborn by nature. Anything he set his mind on accomplishing, he had never failed to accomplish.
Meanwhile, the three of them had already returned to the courtyard residence beneath the starlight.
"Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo—" For some reason, Bian Chunchou sneezed violently three times as he stepped over the threshold. "Could someone be cursing me behind my back? Don't tell me it's..."
Wen Xu had already learned from the disciple guarding the courtyard that, after they left, the man surnamed Wei had returned to his room and had not emerged since. Wen Xu had just probed with spiritual power. The man was still inside and seemed to be fast asleep.
As for whether he was truly asleep, Wen Xu did not care.
Bian Chunchou leaned closer and lowered his voice. "What do you think he wanted to tell us?" He had come to their door yet said nothing. Did he expect them to understand through telepathy? That was asking far too much of people.
"I don't know. But do you remember what I said during the day?"
Bian Chunchou said, "What?"
"The Hidden Cloud Incense from Awakening Sea. That was the clue he gave us." If they investigated further, they would surely uncover something different. But the answer was clearly right in front of them, yet he still wanted to steer them into investigating it. Wen Xu disliked that feeling.
Disciples of great sects upheld justice, but they were not tools for others to use in defending