"Thank you, thank you!"
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Dragon Hibernate!"
"Fellow Daoist Dragon Hibernate, you really are a good man!"
Ao Ji's smile looked uglier than a grimace.
But He Pingsheng continued, "It's not impossible for me to spare you two, but... you'll have to do something for me!"
Ao Ban asked, "May I ask what you need us to do, Fellow Daoist?"
He Pingsheng pointed at the woman in the black Daoist robe on the ground.
Bing Yi.
At that moment, Bing Yi lay face down on the ground, her expression hidden from view.
But He Pingsheng knew she was not dead.
As for whether the poison really had knocked her divine sense unconscious, he did not know.
"Ahem..." He Pingsheng looked at Ao Ban, who was at the twelfth layer of the Spirit Transformation Stage. "You, then... go down there and strip every last piece of clothing off that woman!"
"Huh?"
Beside him, Ao Ban, Ao Ji, and Hao Cang nearly turned to stone!
Seriously?
Are you that perverted? You actually have a taste for this?
"Well... well... th-this... isn't this rather improper?" Ao Ban's expression turned utterly miserable. "Fellow Daoist, this would be far too disgraceful!"
It was not a matter of being disgraceful.
Ao Ban was no fool. Naturally, he knew He Pingsheng's purpose.
It was to test whether the woman down below was really dead.
If she was not, she certainly would not let anyone strip her, and would naturally expose herself.
But now... you're actually making me be the cannon fodder?
He Pingsheng sneered. "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll ask you one last time: are you going or not?"
Ao Ban shook his head. "Fellow Daoist, I can't do this. I'd rather..."
Schlick...
Before Ao Ban could finish, he saw