On the fifth day in the Secret Realm, late at night, during Hai Hour.
Inside Immortality Mountain Manor, Ren Ye sat in a small side room, sipping tea as he quietly waited for Wu Yuanjun to summon him.
The five of them had returned about two hours earlier, successfully bringing back eighteen pottery figurines and completing the task of "eliminating Sui."
Now that they had returned, they naturally had to report to Wu Yuanjun, once again entering that most familiar, most bloody stage: bad-mouthing one another.
Only this time, things were a little different. Instead of having all five wait in the same room, the steward had separated them completely, giving each a room of their own. Whoever the Witch Lord called would go out.
This meant that even Prince Huai, their team leader, had no idea who would meet the Witch Lord first, or who would strike first with their tongue.
Alas, even the kindhearted Witch Lord has learned to be bad. No wonder you can't sleep. Serves you right.
Still, a little trick like this naturally posed no challenge to Prince Huai, whose wickedness practically belched smoke.
He had already devised a countermeasure. Whoever bad-mouthed him, he would go straight after Ghost-Headed Saber.
As long as his Trust Value dropped, even by a single point, he would deal Ghost-Headed Saber a lethal blow. He would be an idiot to hesitate for even a moment.
Inside the room, palace lanterns shone brightly, and the fragrance of tea filled the air.
As Ren Ye leisurely ate his pastries, he also considered how exactly he should behave when he faced Wu Yuanjun in a little while.
Cultivating a persona before a superior was like flirting. Too little effort, and they felt nothing; too much, and it put them off, possibly