Luo Huainan glanced at the Man in Black, his expression calm. He probably already knew the other man would appear.
"You need to deal with the water on you. Otherwise, if you leave traces later, everyone will know you were hiding in the well all along."
He looked at the Man in Black and said, "To the outside world, I'm easygoing, but steady, cautious, and careful in how I act. I certainly wouldn't forget to check the well."
"Where should I hide?" the Man in Black asked.
"In the wardrobe," Luo Huainan said. "The closer you are, the more powerful your demonic cultivation method becomes. That's also the Never-Old Forest's style: get as close to Daoist cultivators as possible. As for concealing your aura, we can attribute that to some law treasure."
The Man in Black lowered his head to look at his wet clothes. An exceedingly tiny yet brilliantly colored flame appeared in his eyes, looking somewhat uncanny.
In a very short time, all the water on him evaporated into wisps of smoke and vanished without a trace.
Watching this, Luo Huainan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Is that demon fire?"
The Man in Black did not answer. He looked at the water marks on the ground and reached out to remove them.
Luo Huainan shook his head. "It might alert our fellow Daoists outside. Let it dry on its own."
Wet footprints marked the courtyard ground from the well to the room. Naturally, letting the wind dry them would be much slower than evaporating them with demon fire. It would take some time.
Luo Huainan was not worried about alerting the people outside, because a formation that isolated auras had already been set up in the courtyard. He simply wanted to talk to the other man.
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