Old Owl

What else could he do?

Complete his missions.

He hadn't forgotten that one of his five missions still involved a tomb robber.

That was what he was thinking, anyway.

He couldn't exactly say it out loud.

Xu Feng said, "I'm just curious. These people go into tombs all the time. What if they damage a corpse inside, then bring it out for us to stitch up?

What if those tomb robbers make the corpses so angry they reanimate?"

Xu Feng knew how ridiculous he sounded.

But he had learned a useful trick: play dumb.

At his age, with his looks and what little he was supposed to know, no one would question it if he really were an idiot.

His age and appearance came with advantages and disadvantages.

It all depended on how he used them.

Used well, even a disadvantage could become an advantage.

Sure enough, Uncle Liu sighed. "Old Zhang, teach your apprentice properly, will you? Though I'll give you this, kid—you've got a kind heart!

The man running a tomb-robbing crew wouldn't drag a corpse out and ask someone to stitch it up.

If it stays dead, fine. But if it reanimates, those people won't call anyone in to stitch it up and calm it down. They'll kill it!"

With that, Uncle Liu turned and pulled a face to scare Xu Feng.

Xu Feng: "..."

Uncle Liu: "..."

Uncle Liu said, "Look at this kid. Can't take a joke. Didn't even react."

Xu Feng chuckled. "Heh."

His master said, "I'll explain when we get back."

Xu Feng said, "Oh."

A thought stirred. From those few remarks, Xu Feng had picked something up.

His master knew about that tomb-robbing crew too.

Good. Then he could ask him about it.

Once they entered County Town, they picked up the