Bai Huan, a Small Fry

"Junior Brother Bai? Of course he was seized and taken back by Baiyue Peak's disciplinary disciples!"

"Dizzy..." Zhang Xiaohua felt both like laughing and crying. When he had stayed atop Tianmu Peak before, he had always left Four Unlike wandering about as it pleased, never paying attention to whether it had eaten any herbs. But no disciple tending the herbs had mentioned anything for months, so presumably nothing of the sort had happened.

Well, even if Huanhuan had eaten the herbs, no one had said anything for months. Why would it be discovered during the few days he had gone out for training? And discovered by disciples of Baiyue Peak, no less!

Most absurd of all, what did this have to do with Bai Huan???

Entrusting Four Unlike to Bai Huan had been his private act; no one else knew about it. Oh, if anyone did know, it was Great Vajra Zou Shuming. This... even if he had entrusted it to him, Four Unlike still belonged to Zhang Xiaohua. If it had chewed up the herbs, Zhang Xiaohua should be responsible. It had not half a pill's worth of connection to Bai Huan. Since when had the Incense-Passing Cult's rules become so severe?

All at once, Deputy Hall Master Xu's figure surfaced in Zhang Xiaohua's mind, followed by the dungeon atop Baiyue Peak!

"Could that bastard be behind all this?" Zhang Xiaohua mused. "There's no reason for it. It was only a few dozen taels of gold—was that worth such an enormous effort?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's face shift between light and shadow, Lu Chaoxian hurriedly added, "But there's some good news. Junior Brother Ren's mount was very alert. On the way to Baiyue Peak, it spotted an opportunity and slipped away. Heh heh, there's still no trace of it."

"Eh?