Before long, darkness fell completely. Gongsun Mo called again to tell Yue Wen he could come to the funeral shop for their meeting.
Yue Wen set out again with his two "Corpse Puppets."
Zhao Xing'er and Qi Dian were both highly dedicated actors.
Whenever Qi Dian had free time, he either worked on a biography for his character or went without eating, moving, or communicating, simulating the mental state a corpse ought to have.
Zhao Xing'er, meanwhile, had remembered a set of "Zombie Hopping Fist" moves she had practiced at home before. She was training hard, striving to deliver powerful combat strength even as a Corpse Puppet.
Watching them, Lan Zhi could not help feeling moved as well.
"Hard work is essential, but I think they mostly rely on talent," Wang Shoucai said. "Look at that kid. Can you see the slightest trace of acting when he plays a Demonic Cultivator? He was clearly born for it."
"Hard work is essential, but I think they mostly rely on talent," Wang Shoucai said. "Look at that kid. Can you see the slightest trace of acting when he plays a Demonic Cultivator? He was clearly born for it."
Lan Zhi nodded. "It really doesn't look like an act."
A few days earlier, she had seen the Yue Wen Undercover Operation at the Orchid Court Club and assumed he was an important disciple sent by Ahei Mo. He had seemed far more genuinely evil than even Gongsun Mo, which was why she had decided to follow him.
The man was simply too sinister.
Who could have guessed it was fake?
Lan Zhi came from a cultivation family, but her talent had not been sufficient to enter the Five Great Immortal Sects, so she had found a way to study under Perfected One Fengguang.