"Little Yanzi, hold out your Storage Ring. I'll leave you a few things."
Sun Buxiao beckoned to Xiao Yan.
"Are you leaving, Brother Sun?"
Xiao Yan had picked up on the other meaning behind Sun Buxiao's words.
"Yeah, I've got something to take care of. Some dumbass clan pissed me off, so I'm going to wipe them out."
Xiao Yan: ???
What???
"The Mo Family, one of the four great clans in the northeastern Jia Ma Empire, sent an assassin to kill Buxiao. That assassin is chained up in the courtyard over there right now. We poisoned him. He'll probably... die in about a week."
Xiao Yi Xian offered an explanation, utterly indifferent to whether that man lived or died.
He was just a bug. Killing him was no big deal.
"An assassination!? Brother Sun, are you all right?"
Little Yanzi jumped in fright and circled Sun Buxiao two or three times.
"What could possibly have happened to me? Here's a joke for you: the guy planned to kill me with a poisoned dagger."
Sun Buxiao: holding back laughter.
Xiao Yan: ?
"No, that's just too..."
Xiao Yan couldn't keep a straight face either.
Using poison to assassinate someone with the Woeful Poison Body?
Kids, someone here wants to help Brother Sun recover his health and boost his cultivation.
"You don't need to worry about how he's doing. He was only able to scream for the first couple of days anyway. Just remember to clean up the filth after he dies. As for what I'm giving you... take a look for yourself?"
After resting his finger on the Storage Ring on Xiao Yan's hand for a moment, Sun Buxiao spoke with a smile.
Sensing the contents of his Storage Ring, Xiao Yan raised his head in surprise.
"Brother Sun, this