"Please, go ahead."
"About this matter, I hope you'll let it rot in your belly."
Qin Fangyang's gaze burned as he said, "This is my warning to you."
Mu Yanyan seemed to grasp something. "Does it reach that far?"
Qin Fangyang drew a deep breath. "Forgive my bluntness, but the people and matters involved... even the entire Kunlun Dao Sect might not be able to bear the weight."
This time, Mu Yanyan was truly horrified!
That statement contained far too much information.
Looking at Qin Fangyang's solemn eyes, Mu Yanyan pondered for a long time before bowing formally. "I will remember your warning, Teacher Qin, and abide by it. I would never dare cross that forbidden line, not even half a step."
Qin Fangyang nodded and calmly accepted her bow.
"What puzzles me isn't that, but... Zuo Xiaoduo's flashy antics."
Qin Fangyang frowned. "Come to think of it... when those three tried to leave, I wouldn't have been surprised if Ling Nian had simply killed them. Nor was I surprised when Zuo Xiaoduo jumped out to stop them. And when Ling Nian finally struck, I still wasn't surprised."
"The only thing I find strange is why Zuo Xiaoduo insisted on reading the faces of three men who were certain to die. Why go to all that trouble?"
Qin Fangyang's brow furrowed deeply. "I truly cannot make sense of this, no matter how I think about it. Zuo Xiaoduo has never been one to drag things through mud and water. He doesn't even swear when he fights-he just charges up and starts swinging his fists. He never even bothers arguing his case..."
"How could someone like that ramble on for so long at three men who were certain to die? First reading their faces, then making his predictions come true-he doesn't