"Will the rabbit really come?"
Night had fallen. Qian Renyue took Little Nine and Guang Ling to sit in the grass nearby. There was still no movement in the academy. By her reckoning, the others most likely had yet to return. Perfect-they could wait by the stump for their rabbit, and wait for Jiu Lan and the others along the way.
"We don't necessarily have to catch a real rabbit. Something else will do." To prevent any unforeseen complications, slaughtering the rabbit and Tang San first was a good option. If Tang San ran into danger, they might even draw Tang Hao out. She just wondered whether the one in the Divine Realm who had taken a fancy to Tang San would intervene.
Little Nine nodded, only half understanding. "Then, Master, have you made any plans? The stories other people write always have a plan one and plan two. If plan one fails, we can put plan two into action!"
Qian Renyue glanced at him and said flatly, "There is no plan B."
"Plan bee?" Little Nine froze.
Just then, Guang Ling suddenly leaned over and said cheerfully, "Don't understand, do you? Plan B means that plan two you were talking about!"
"..."
What kind of damned language was that?
Little Nine was speechless.
"Then what's our plan one?" Ignoring Guang Ling, he asked Qian Renyue directly.
Qian Renyue shook her head. "There is no plan."
What plan did catching a rabbit require? Just fight. She wasn't afraid of taking on seven at once. They were only a bunch of Soul Elders. Once Xin'er arrived, she could turn her loose for a clean sweep and save herself the trouble.
"Huh? You're just doing this on a whim?" Little Nine blinked, a little bewildered.
"With your dad here, what are you