Communion with All Things

Bai De was preparing a sweeping search of White Cloud District, so he soon took his leave.

"This ability is pretty interesting."

Zhang Ping listened to the many clamoring voices, his gaze finally settling on the potion bottle.

Thanks to Wind Whisperer, he had long since grown used to noise. Communion with All Things did not bother him.

"Can you tell me where your owner is?" he asked the bottle expectantly.

The potion bottle cursed. "How would I know where that damned old man went? He sold me off."

"Then do you know his name?" Zhang Ping asked after a moment's thought.

"Don't talk to me, you bastard," the potion bottle snapped. "My first kiss was supposed to go to a beautiful young lady. You've ruined my whole bottle-life. I don't want to live anymore."

"So you won't drink a toast, but you'll drink the forfeit?" Zhang Ping narrowed his eyes, a dangerous smile spreading across his face.

He picked up the potion bottle and smiled. "If you don't start behaving, I'll smash you against the floor. If you don't want to die, answer my questions."

"I'm sorry!"

The potion bottle immediately caved.

After that, Zhang Ping asked and the potion bottle answered. The atmosphere grew much friendlier.

Liu Sishan and Cheng Xuejie stood on the stairs to the second floor, both watching Zhang Ping with concern.

"Sisi, do you think Zhang Ping's gone mad?" Cheng Xuejie asked worriedly.

Liu Sishan frowned. "They never should have made him deal with those people. He's too kind."

"He's smiling so strangely. What do we do?" Cheng Xuejie asked, watching Zhang Ping give the bottle another odd smile.

Liu Sishan gritted her teeth. "I'll beat him up. Maybe that'll knock some sense into him!"

"Wait. Can you even beat Zhang Ping now? What