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The main room was ready to erupt.

Uncle Liu was miserable, but he could not say a word.

On one side was his father, bristling with rage. On the other was his old friend, glaring back.

Doctor Qi sat off to the side, eyes lowered and mouth shut, looking determined to stay out of it.

Only Zhao Er and the old man were pounding the table and arguing furiously, as if they might tear the room apart.

Xu Feng had come out looking for something to use in divination. He had not even reached the room when he heard them.

First came Old Owl's voice.

Then Master's.

Old Owl slapped the table too and roared, "You've got the nerve to talk to me? You can scheme but never decide, you want to act but have no guts! And you think you can bring your master out like that?

"Dream on! You'll never get past this for the rest of your life!

"After all these years, you don't even know what Li Family Village is like, what dangers lie inside, or how the land is laid out. And you want to save someone?

"Your master isn't the only thing in there, and neither is that corpse! You know nothing. Go to Li Family Village like that, and you might as well die alongside your master!

"I'd like to see whether you'll have the nerve to face your master after you die!"

Master pounded the table, his voice so loud it seemed he might break it in two. "Don't pretend you're doing anyone a favor! You've set your sights on my disciple! You want to send him to his death!

"If you want to die, go ahead! Why drag a boy like my disciple into it?

"Cross the Yellow River at night!