At those words, the little beggar sleeping in the chair suddenly raised an arm and waved it limply through the air, as though shooing away insects.
He seemed not to have answered, but Zeng Mu's keen eyes had already caught the tiny slit that opened at the corner of his eye. Small as it was, it had not escaped his notice.
He asked again, his voice lower this time but more resonant, allowing the beggar to hear him more clearly.
As his words fell, the little beggar opened his eyes. Zeng Mu saw wisdom in them, but only for an instant before they turned ordinary again, as abruptly as dark clouds obscuring the sun.
"Oh, looking for some pleasure, sir? Then you've come to the right person. I've been reduced to this life for several years now, and I've been through every city around here. Which establishment has the loveliest girls, which back alley has the hottest women-I know it all. If you'd like to learn more, just follow me." He stood, brushed the dust from his clothes, and walked ahead with short steps.
Zeng Mu followed. After walking for a minute, they entered a deserted path through a vegetable garden. Only then did the little beggar stop and turn around.
The wisdom appeared in his eyes once more, replacing their feigned ordinariness.
"Who are you?" he asked quietly. Even here, he remained like a wary wolf.
"I have no name. You can call me Nameless. The Temple Master sent me to contact you so we can carry out the assassination in the Qi Kingdom."
With that, Zeng Mu peeled the Phantom Spirit Beast Hide from his face with his fingertips, as though stripping away a layer of skin, revealing the fair complexion and entirely different features beneath.
The beggar