Hmm? If this girl's disappearance was Master Zuo's doing, or part of his plan...
Then, wouldn't that mean Master Zuo was even more terrifying?
Hmm... perhaps this girl's disappearance was a good thing, too. At least I would have another scapegoat afterward!
Or another witness. That would be a good thing, too.
Beside him, Yun Jueying asked excitedly, "Martial Uncle, when do we make our move?"
His face brimmed with eagerness to serve the Witch Alliance and win merit.
Fang Yinuo said kindly, "Jueying, eat well and drink well. This time, the danger is great. You must be prepared to die. The outlook really is far from optimistic..."
Yun Jueying declared heroically, "Martial Uncle, I am willing to give everything for the Witch Tribe! Even if my body perishes and my cultivation vanishes, I will spare nothing and regret nothing!"
Fang Yinuo nodded solemnly. "Yes, have no regrets. In battle, life and death are commonplace. If something unexpected happens, do not blame heaven or others, and harbor no resentment."
"Martial Uncle, I have no resentment and no regrets!"
"Good. That's good."
The next morning, Zuo Xiaoduo went to school as usual, read fortunes as usual, and earned money. Everything was just as it always was.
Unfortunately, with the north wind chilling heaven and earth that day, there were barely even a few people coming for readings, let alone a line.
Thus, Master Zuo's earnings that day were unusually meager, an unprecedented low.
Then Zuo Xiaoduo found Qin Fangyang and gave him the plan, stressing, "Only you and Jiang Changbin need to know about this plan. Do not let a third person learn of it. Jiang Changbin will handle the overall planning and coordination. Everyone else only needs to follow orders!"
"Whatever you do, whatever you do, do not let