"The Netherworld's waters run deep. We came with limited strength; there is no harm in investigating further another time. Our most pressing concern is still the Heavenly Demon."
"I see. Then there are still ways to make use of that..." Yun Tianluo's eyes brightened slightly. The two foxes, averaging eight hundred schemes apiece, exchanged smiles.
The group behind them: "..."
They watched the two men ahead. Both looked cultured and genial, yet somehow, despite the Ghost Realm already being sinister, an extra layer of black mist seemed to rise around them.
Yun Jinglei silently retreated half a step. "Why do I feel like their smiles look..."
Yun Zui finished for him: "Like villains'."
"Exactly!" Yun Jinglei nodded furiously. "That's exactly it."
Yun Poxiao scratched his head for ages without making sense of the whole affair. In the end, he decided to seek outside help.
He turned his head. "Brother Li, did you understand?"
Yun Li fell silent for two breaths, his expression gradually growing profound.
"Follow Eldest Brother's arrangements."
Yun Poxiao froze, then delight lit his eyes.
"Great! So Brother Li didn't understand either."
He was not the only fool.
Beside them, Yun Hua happened to hear their entire exchange loud and clear.
"Pfft-"
She raised her sleeve to cover her lips, then giggled again.
Yun Li: "..."
Yun Poxiao: "?"
"Sister Hua, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing. Carry on." Yun Hua laughed so hard her shoulders trembled.
Why had she never realized how easily she could be made to laugh?
Elsewhere, on the wasteland, the semblance of flesh and blood peeled away from the stooped old man bit by bit. In the blink of an eye, a tall, slender, pallid skeleton reappeared.
A purple robe draped his body, a crown adorned his head, and dark violet soul