Luo Qianfu sighed. "Very well!"
Lu Qingyuan cupped his hands and smiled. "I'll take my leave, then. If the weather is fair tomorrow, we'll change our itinerary."
After everyone left, Luo Qianfu summoned several of his men. Flying Fish Cave had suffered heavy casualties that night, and he sent Yang Yuan and Hu Xiaotian to dispose of the bodies. By "dispose," he did not mean bury them. They carried the corpses into Flying Fish Cave and threw them straight down through the opening to the sea to feed the sharks.
Hu Xiaotian had originally planned to kill Luo Qianfu once things settled down, but the news he had just heard from Lu Qingyuan about the Yan Family siblings had piqued his curiosity. Were these Yan Family siblings the same pair he knew? He therefore put off killing Luo Qianfu for the moment. He would decide after seeing the two of them tomorrow.
Yang Yuan and Hu Xiaotian could be considered brothers in misfortune. After disposing of all the bodies, they returned to the stone chamber to rest. Utterly exhausted, Yang Yuan stripped off his clothes and lay down on a bed, sighing dejectedly. "I almost died today."
Hu Xiaotian deliberately sounded indignant. "The Fifth Master doesn't care whether we live or die."
Startled, Yang Yuan sprang upright on the bed. He went nervously to the door and listened for any movement outside, then lowered his voice. "Sanxi, you can't go saying things like that. If the Fifth Master hears you, he'll throw you down there to feed the fish."
Hu Xiaotian paused when he heard himself called Sanxi. He had almost forgotten about that. He sighed along with him. "Brother Yang, have you got a change of clothes? These are soaked through and covered in blood."
Yang Yuan nodded. Perhaps