The pies the Chief painted always looked delicious. Wu Jinliang's face had already twisted into a vicious grin tinged with daydreams, but it soon froze as something occurred to him. "Wait a minute. When did that Sun fellow ever insult me? It was the Bai fellow who insulted me. Sun pointed at both of us and warned us."
Shi Chun hadn't been the one getting insulted, so how could he remember it that clearly? He had merely tossed out an excuse; Wu Jinliang was no outsider, so he said whatever came to mind. He immediately changed his tune. "He provoked both of us at once and offended both the Chief and the second-in-command of the Eastern Nine Plains. All the more reason not to let him off."
That sounded fishy. Wu Jinliang wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he was quite shrewd. He promptly caught Shi Chun's arm and refused to move. "Listen, Chuntian, tell me honestly. What exactly are you planning?"
Shi Chun said, "Haven't I made it clear enough? We're going after Sun Shigang."
Wu Jinliang said, "We've always been men who know when to bend and when to stand tall. Don't tell me we're doubling back now just because he gave us a couple of warnings. I'm not buying that."
Shi Chun glanced around, hooked an arm around his neck, and pulled his head close, whispering into his ear. "That Sun fellow is with Xiang Lan'er. He's from the Demonic Path too. He and Xiang Lan'er were putting on a show for us."
Wu Jinliang was puzzled. "How do you know?"
Shi Chun said, "I saw it earlier when I activated my right eye's divine ability. He and Xiang Lan'er both have a mass of demonic flame inside them. An ordinary man getting lustful and pawing at Xiang