"oh."

The senior brother looked at Xie An with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Xie An remained completely calm, his jade-white fingers gently tapping the teacup, slowly swirling it around, and said with an air of composure, "Ask me anything else you want to ask."

"OK."

The senior brother accepted the favor, walked around to Xie An's side, and glanced at Xie Shuci, as if afraid that he was eavesdropping.

Xie Shuci pouted, knowing he didn't want to hear it anyway.

The senior brother lowered his voice and spoke a few words to Xie An. Xie Shuci pricked up his ears to listen, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Just then, his senior brother looked at Xie Shuci, and Xie Shuci immediately turned his face to the side.

Chu Wenfeng sat down next to him and asked, "What are they doing?"

Xie Shuci couldn't hear what they were saying and sighed, "How would I know?"

"Aren't they your fellow disciples?"

"It used to be, but it's not now."

Chu Wenfeng suddenly realized: "Oh! I remember now, you were expelled from your sect."

Xie Shuci gave him a listless glare and said, "Do I need you to remind me?"

Chu Wenfeng pouted, "It seems they don't really like you."

Xie Shuci glared at him. "Can you please stop bringing up things that are hard to talk about?"

Chu Wenfeng turned his head, glanced past Xie Shuci at the two of them, and lowered his voice to ask, "You and Xie An... you really are together?"

Now that things have come to this, Xie Shuci has no intention of hiding it. Initially, he didn't want others to know because he was worried that he would be called an old cow eating young grass. If Chu Wenfeng knew, he would definitely be looked down upon. However, he now finds out that there are countless people in the cultivation world who get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He and the little blind man are nothing special.

"Yeah, really? What's wrong? You have a problem with it?"

Chu Wenfeng's expression immediately became complicated, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Xie Shuci thought he was going to mock her, so she spoke up before he could: "If you have any opinions, keep them to yourself!"

After saying that, he still glanced with a hint of resentment at the little blind man who was whispering to his senior brother.

I'm clearly one of them, so why are these two hanging out together and avoiding me? And they've been talking for so long, I don't even know what they're talking about.

Chu Wenfeng said, "What opinion could I possibly have about your relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Shuci looked at him in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so sensible."

Chu Wenfeng's face darkened, and he nudged Chu Wenfeng's ribs with his elbow. "How am I being unreasonable?"

"How can you be so inconsiderate?"

Chu Wenfeng glared at him, then stopped arguing and straightened his expression, saying, "Are you really sure? You don't know his background, after all. What if..."

Xie Shuci knew what he wanted to say. If it were anyone else, Xie Shuci would definitely have some reservations. After all, when it comes to dating, both parties need to know each other inside and out before they can completely entrust themselves to each other.

However, Xie Shuci had said from the beginning that he would not inquire about the blind boy's past, nor did he care about it. As long as the blind boy was willing to follow him incognito, and he had done so, Xie Shuci could not go back on his word.

He knew Chu Wenfeng meant well, and said seriously, "The little blind man has no background. From the moment he decided to stay by my side, he was just a little blind man, not the little blind man he used to be."

Chu Wenfeng frowned. "But I don't think he's an ordinary person."

"Nonsense! Can an ordinary person look like him? I don't care who Xie An is, and I believe he wouldn't hurt me. That's it." Xie Shuci ended the conversation. Chu Wenfeng raised an eyebrow. "Whatever."

"It would have been better if you had reminded me before we entered the Dragon Fang Secret Realm. Now it's too late. Trust is the most important thing in a relationship, and I don't want to doubt him easily."

Is trust the most important thing in a relationship?

Don't want to easily doubt him?

Sikong Ye stroked the small green snake on his wrist, his expression intriguing.

It seems that the Heavenly Saint Son and this person truly share a deep friendship.

Since the friendship is so deep, why hide your identity from them?

Xiao Xun, this is where you went wrong.

"Young brother, I'm relieved to hear you say that!" The senior brother in green suddenly patted Xie An's shoulder heavily and said with a look of satisfaction.

Xie Shuci immediately looked over at them.

Xie An smiled and nodded after hearing this, "Please rest assured, Senior Brother."

"Don't worry, don't worry, of course I feel at ease with you around!"

Xie Shuci looked at the two of them suspiciously. How could they have become so familiar after such a short conversation? Little blind man, weren't you usually indifferent to everyone?

"What did you say?" Xie Shuci asked.

The senior brother in green glanced at him and said, "It's nothing."

After saying that, he walked straight back to his seat.

Xie Shuci immediately moved closer to Xie An, tugging at his sleeve and pulling him closer. "Tell me! What did he say to you?"

Xie An calmly straightened his sleeves, which had been rumpled by Xie An, and said slowly, "It's nothing."

"Impossible, what exactly did he say to you?"

Xie An sighed, seemingly helpless, and said, "He asked me if I was forced by you."

"So what did you say? Did you explain it to him?"

Xie An said, "I explained, but he didn't believe me. He even asked me if you had done anything lewd to me."

Xie Shuci: "..."

"What was your answer?"

"You did it."

Xie Shuci nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. "You're talking nonsense!"

Xie An glared at him and retorted, "You didn't do it?"

"I..." Xie Shuci choked up for a moment, "Even if I did it, it was all of your own free will. When did I ever force you? Did you tell him?"

Xie An paused for a moment, then said, "He didn't ask."

Xie Shuci: "..."

Xie Shuci pinched his philtrum, crying, "Help...help me..."

Xie An chuckled, pulled his hand down, and said seriously, "He didn't ask that, and I didn't say that either. I was just joking with you."

"A joke?" Xie Shuci glared at him and pinched his waist. "A joke with me? Who taught you, you little blind boy?"

"you."

"Me? Fine, even if it's me, can't you learn something good from me? Learn my fine virtues, learn my... never mind! What have you been talking about all this time?"

Xie An said, "He asked me some questions about you, and also about our relationship."

Xie Shuci asked, half-believing, half-doubting, "What did you tell him?"

"Tell the truth."

"That's all?"

Xie An nodded, "Yes."

What is it?

"I promised him I couldn't tell you."

Xie Shuci glared at him, but he didn't want to force Xie An to say it, because that would be going back on his word.

Xie Shuci returned to his seat and looked thoughtfully at the people opposite him, wondering what they were up to.

Perhaps Xie Shuci's gaze was too direct, because the senior brothers glared back at him one by one.

Xie Shuci didn't say anything grand. He said, "You are allowed to look at me and the little blind man, but I am not allowed to look at you?"

As the banquet drew to a close, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill. Chu Guiyi and Sikong Ye chatted with Elder Meng and several cultivators in blue robes, while Xie Shuci and Chu Wenfeng were bored and unable to leave early, so they could only sit there idly.

"Master, someone from the foot of the mountain requests an audience."

Just then, a disciple walked into the hall and clasped his hands in greeting to Elder Meng.

The group stopped talking and looked at the disciple.

Old Master Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is it?"

The disciple hesitated, "Returning home, Master, it's... the Yin family."

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, the expressions of the several blue-robed cultivators opposite him changed instantly.

Old Meng gave a meaningful look and then said, "It's getting late. Let them go home today."

The disciple looked troubled and glanced in the direction of Xie Shuci and the others. "Patriarch, the Yin family disciples said that you brought several unidentified outsiders into the mountain alone. If you don't want to see them, wouldn't that mean these outsiders would overpower the Yin family? If you don't see them, they probably won't let it go."

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned simultaneously.

Chu Guiyi stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Elder Meng, we are sorry to have troubled you."

Old Master Meng had already heard of Chu Guiyi's name, and after today's conversation, he felt even more favorably disposed toward Chu Guiyi, who was well-mannered. He immediately waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Sikong Ye propped himself up on one leg, his expression hazy and unreadable, "The Yin family... is that the immortal sect to which Yin Mingyuan belongs?"

Old Master Meng glanced at him, "Young friend Sikong, do you know them?"

Sikong Ye shook his head. "I've heard of Yin Mingyuan's deeds. Since Elder Meng is willing to take me in today, I'll consider it a favor. If you don't want to see them, how about I drive them away for you?"

"No need," Old Meng shook his head and said, "You owe me a favor for now; this is nothing to repay."

Sikong Ye chuckled dismissively, "Alright."

"Elder Meng, if it's inconvenient for you, please let us go down the mountain," Xie Shuci said.

The Yin family patriarch is now the leader of the Hundred Sects. Even if the Meng family is the number one alchemy family in the cultivation world, it would be difficult for them to offend them.

Old Master Meng stroked his beard. “Once you’ve entered the immortal sect of my Meng family, there’s no reason for you to leave. They can see you whenever they want.”

He then said to his disciple, "Bring them up here."

The disciple bowed and clasped his hands in greeting: "Yes."

He then strode away from the main hall.

After everyone left, Elder Meng looked at the group of cultivators in blue robes and said, "Since the Yin family disciples are coming, you should all go back and rest."

The leading monk in blue robes remained calm and said, "No need."

Old Meng frowned, looking at them as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Xie Shuci then noticed that the faces of the senior brothers opposite him were quite unpleasant.

Chu Wenfeng said, "Elder Meng, even if the head of the Yin family is now in charge of all the affairs of the Hundred Sects, you don't necessarily have to see them, do you? If you see us but not them, does that mean you don't respect the Yin family?"

Chu Guiyi frowned and looked at him, then softly scolded, "Wen Feng!"

Chu Wenfeng subconsciously sat up straight and muttered, "I didn't say anything wrong."

Chu Guiyi bowed to Elder Meng and said, "I have heard that Wen Feng is young and speaks without thinking. Please forgive him, Elder Meng."

Xie Shuci glanced at Chu Wenfeng with schadenfreude, and Chu Wenfeng glared back fiercely. Old Meng shook his head and said, "It's alright, young friend Wenfeng is right. I don't necessarily need to see them. However, since they are so dedicated to protecting the Yin family's reputation, I have always been kind and magnanimous, so I will grant their request."

This isn't about upholding the Yin family's reputation; it's clearly like a Pacific policeman. He's eating cilantro at home, and on the other side of the Pacific he's saying, "You guys are eating the herb I hate most; this is utterly disrespectful to me." He's got a serious case of this.

But they hold high positions of power, and nobody like Xie Shuci only dares to mutter a few words in his heart. If he sees them, he has to go around them.

"Since Elder Meng wants to see them, we'll head back now," Xie Shuci said, standing up.

Old Meng smiled and said, "No need. Since we're already here, let's just meet them."

Xie Shuci looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he meant. In the current situation, staying here would only make the Yin family even angrier, right?

Chu Guiyi glanced back at Xie Shuci, gesturing for him to sit back down.

Although Xie Shuci was a little confused, he still sat back down.

Then Old Meng started the conversation, and the group chatted as usual.

Before long, several heavy footsteps sounded outside the hall, as if each step was deliberately made heavy to remind the people in the hall that they had arrived and that they could get up to greet them.

However, the people in the hall were all cultivators, whose hearing was more sensitive than that of ordinary people. They had clearly heard their footsteps long ago, but they seemed not to notice and continued to chat as if they were oblivious.

Chu Guiyi was gentle and insightful, knowing what to say and what not to say. Although Sikong Ye was somewhat unrestrained, he was clearly a good talker. When Meng Lao talked with them, he couldn't help but burst into laughter from time to time.

Therefore, when the Yin family disciples walked in with great fanfare, Old Master Meng was engrossed in chatting with them and, whether intentionally or unintentionally, did not look at them immediately.

As soon as they entered the hall, Chu Guiyi, true to his nature, looked at them first.

Sikong Ye, on the other hand, chatted with Elder Meng as if no one else was around, about the alchemist in his sect. Once, one of his disciples made a mistake while refining a Spirit Restoration Pill—he turned it into a Love-Inducing Pill. After finishing their cultivation, the disciples wanted to take a Spirit Restoration Pill to recover their spiritual power, but instead, they took a Love-Inducing Pill. This pill was extremely potent, and the disciples, barely clothed, ran back to the main peak for help. The Sikong family head kicked them into an icy pool, where they were so frozen they dared not get out of bed. Finally, enraged, he threw the alchemist, bed and all, into the icy pool in the middle of the night. However, the alchemist's body was not as strong as theirs, and he nearly froze to death. The family head then kicked them into the icy pool as well. From then on, they never received a single pill from the alchemist again.

Old Master Meng laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. Xie Shuci also wanted to laugh, but seeing the extremely gloomy faces of the Yin family disciples in the hall, he forced back the laughter that was on the tip of his tongue.

"Since he is the imperial alchemist, why would he make such a mistake?"

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out beside Xie Shuci, neither hurried nor slow.

Several disciples of the Yin family in the hall immediately glared fiercely in Xie Shuci's direction.

Xie Shuci's face stiffened, his neck stiffened, and he slowly shifted his gaze to Xie An, who was standing calmly to the side.

Ah...no...why are you getting involved...?

One of them is the head of the number one alchemy family, and the other is the young master of the Sikong family, one of the four great immortal sects in the Floating Pagoda Realm. It's one thing for them to want to cause trouble, after all, their status is what it is. But, you know, you can't really blame Xie Shuci for looking down on the little blind man. Let's just say, you're a blind man with no background and no strength, why are you getting involved? Aren't you just walking into the line of fire?

Seeing those men looking at Xie An with hostility, if looks could turn into knives, Xie An would have been executed by slow slicing long ago.

Xie Shuci forced himself to meet their gazes and forced a dry laugh, "Well... children say the darndest things, children say the darndest things."

The leading male cultivator among the Yin family disciples, the one who had intimidated Xie Shuci with a horse during the day, clearly recognized that the people Elder Meng had hosted a private banquet for were just a group of ordinary cultivators, and his expression immediately turned even more unpleasant.

“Indeed, this young friend is right. Since he is your family’s personal alchemist, how could he make such a small mistake?” Old Meng still did not intend to pay attention to the few people standing alone in the hall, but instead continued to speak along with Xie An’s words.

Sikong Ye smiled and said, “Of course he wouldn’t make such a mistake. I was just bored at home, so I secretly switched the Rejuvenating Pills he had prepared.”

Old Meng: "..."

Xie Shuci: "..."

Young man, are you very proud?

See? Xie Shuci was absolutely right. He and Xiao Xun, one a psychopath and the other a nutcase, are a match made in heaven.

Old Meng looked at him with a forced smile, "Young friend, you are truly a man of character, which has impressed me greatly."

Translation of Xie Shuci Pai: You are sick, and seriously so.

"Old Meng."

Seemingly having reached his limit of patience, the leading male monk shouted towards the hall.

Old Master Meng feigned surprise as he looked at the group, asking, "When did the young friends from the Yin family arrive? Why didn't anyone inform us?"

After saying that, he waved his hand at Sikong Ye and said, "Young friend Sikong, I'm really sorry, we have some guests."

Sikong Ye shrugged and said, "Please go ahead."

"Does Elder Meng not welcome us?" the leading Yin family disciple asked with a stern face.

Old Meng stroked his beard and smiled, "Young friend, what are you saying? It's getting late. May I ask what brings you here?"

The man snorted coldly, his sharp eyes sweeping around the hall. "It seems that some of the rumors in the city are not unfounded. We naturally want to see who this cultivator is who can make Elder Meng personally go to the city gate to greet him."

Old Master Meng feigned ignorance, "Have you all seen it clearly?"

"I've seen it clearly." The man sneered, his gaze sweeping over Xie Shuci and his group. "Elder Meng not only personally went to the city gate to welcome our distinguished guests, but he even hosted a separate banquet for several rogue cultivators of unknown origin. This makes me very curious. The Yin family entered your Jiyue City and never saw Elder Meng himself. They stayed in the inn prepared by the Meng family, just like the other cultivators who came to participate in the conference. Why did Elder Meng invite them to the Immortal Sect separately?"

Xie Shuci almost laughed out loud. So their late-night visit was really because they felt resentful? Because Elder Meng welcomed everyone else but not them, and they came to seek justice for the Yin family?

This isn't just the Pacific Police. Anyone who doesn't know better would think the entire Kyushu belongs to the Yin family, that they're the emperors, and that anyone who doesn't bow respectfully to them should be dragged out and beheaded?

Brother, how many dishes did you eat to get this drunk?

Are the Hundred Elders out of their minds? Protecting such a bunch of bastards? If you really feel guilty, why don't you find Yin Mingyuan's reincarnation instead of letting these grandsons get away with it?

Instead of being angry, Old Master Meng laughed and said, "If I want to invite him, I will."

Upon hearing this, the man's expression immediately turned even colder. "So, Elder Meng doesn't take my Yin family seriously at all?"

"You..." The Meng family disciple standing to the side couldn't stand it any longer. Elder Meng held a very important position in the cultivation world, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like this before. Even today, when the elders of the Hundred Sects came in person, they treated Elder Meng with utmost respect. How dare a mere disciple of the Yin family speak to Elder Meng like this? This Yin family clearly thinks too highly of themselves and doesn't take anyone else seriously at all!

"Shut up."

However, he had only uttered one word when he was interrupted by Old Master Meng in a deep voice.

"But Master..."

"You can go down now."

Seeing Elder Meng's attitude, the disciples of the Yin family became even more arrogant, thinking that even the head of the number one alchemy family in the cultivation world had to give them some face.

The Meng family disciple was so angry that his face turned red, but he still obeyed and left the main hall, giving them a fierce glare as he left.

The man raised his chin and said, "Elder Meng, are the disciples of your Meng family so lacking in manners?"

"Young master is too kind. Courtesy should be shown to the right person. Not everyone deserves to be treated with courtesy," Chu Guiyi said with a faint smile, his eyes lowered.

"Young Master Yin, you actually know the meaning of etiquette? I thought no one had ever taught the Yin family disciples etiquette. I was quite surprised. But you should try to understand them. You don't seem like people with manners. Treating people without manners with courtesy is like casting pearls before swine. If we are polite to you, but you don't understand, won't you end up feeling insulted?"

Xie Shuci couldn't hold back any longer. These bastards were bullying people, even an old man. They were utterly shameless.

The Yin family disciples standing in the center of the main hall were like monkeys in a theater, standing in the most conspicuous place, passively accepting the opinions and comments of others.

The disciples of the Yin family were always treated like royalty wherever they went, and they had never suffered such an insult before. Their faces immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The leading man sneered, "It seems you gentlemen have a strong prejudice against my Yin family? Why don't you state your names and sects? In the future, the Yin family will personally pay you a visit."

Sikong Ye propped up one knee, rested his elbow on it, and let his slender fingers hang in the air. A small green snake poked its head out and flicked its tongue forward.

"A personal visit? Is it the head of the Yin family who has come personally?" Sikong Ye looked at the group with a smile.

Before the man could speak, a woman in purple standing behind him said, "You think you can see the patriarch? You're overestimating yourselves!"

Sikong Ye's smile deepened. "Does the Yin family think they can control everything in the cultivation world?"

After saying that, he looked at the old man in the main seat who was stroking his beard and said, "Old Meng, can't you see the purpose of your late-night visit?"

Old Master Meng smiled and said, "Of course I can see that."

The man frowned as he looked at Old Man Meng, a bad feeling suddenly creeping into his heart.

"I presume that the purpose of your visit is to convey to me, on behalf of the Yin family patriarch, that from now on, you will not accept a single pill from the Meng family. Since it is such a trivial matter, why trouble you young friends to make this extra trip? I already understand, please return."

Upon hearing this, the Yin family disciples' faces darkened. Of the top ten immortal sects among the hundred sects, apart from the Meng family, at least six rely on the Meng family's pills. Even the number one immortal sect among the hundred sects, even if it has its own personal alchemist, still asks Elder Meng for medicine. The Yin family is no exception.

They never expected that just a few words would affect the entire immortal sect. If the patriarch found out about this, they would be in deep trouble!

Thinking of this, the leading man solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Elder Meng and said:

"Elder Meng..."

Old Master Meng looked at him in surprise, "Why aren't you leaving yet?" Chu Guiyi said, "Since they no longer need the Meng family's pills, they naturally don't need to participate in the auction. I suppose they're going to return the tokens."

"I see." Elder Meng suddenly realized, and the expressions of the Yin family cultivators became even more unpleasant.

Xie Shuci watched with satisfaction, but couldn't help but worry. Now that the Hundred Sects were under the control of the Yin family patriarch, wasn't Chu Guiyi afraid of being targeted by them during the Immortal Sect Selection if he said that?

"We are definitely not..."

The leading man finally realized the seriousness of the problem and respectfully bowed and clasped his hands in greeting to Elder Meng.

Old Master Meng interrupted, "No need. Since the Yin family has no intention of participating in the auction, then let it go. The token need not be returned. I will give instructions at the time that the Yin family will no longer participate in the auction."

"Elder Meng, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to oppose my Yin family?"

Not to mention that they had to buy something at the auction, they had come to Jiyue City in such a high-profile manner. If they were turned away by the Meng family, one can imagine how outsiders would view the Yin family.

Old Master Meng asked, puzzled, "Young friend, what makes you say that?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Meng, aren't you afraid of angering the patriarch by showing such disregard for the Yin family?"

Old Master Meng slowly lowered his hand from stroking his beard, his eyes sharpening. "I have never been afraid of anyone. If the head of the Yin family has any complaints, he must come to Jiyue City in person. As for this auction, the Yin family has voluntarily withdrawn, and I will give the spot to someone else."

"You!" the man glared angrily. "Let's see who dares to steal our Yin family's qualification!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head and glared angrily at Xie Shuci and the little blind man.

Xie Shuci: "?"

What's it to me?

Brother, your behavior is exactly like that of a brainless cannon fodder character in a novel who picks fights with the protagonist. This is a very dangerous character setting.

The blue-robed cultivators sitting opposite Xie Shuci had very complicated expressions ever since the Yin family disciples appeared.

The man sneered, "Elder Meng, do you really think the Yin family can't survive without your pills? You must know about what happened a few years ago, that mysteriously disappeared alchemy family. They killed Yin Mingyuan and felt guilty, so they've been secretly supplying the Yin family with top-grade pills. You're going against us like this, do you really think the Yin family can't do anything to you?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Shuci's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked up at the several blue-robed cultivators not far away, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind: Could the alchemy family that suddenly disappeared back then be... his little immortal sect?

Old Master Meng was not surprised upon hearing this. Instead, he smiled and said, "No wonder the disciples of the Yin family have become increasingly arrogant in recent years."

Xie Shuci wasn't sure if the sect that sent them the pills was his original sect, but he still wanted to give them a heads-up.

“Yin Mingyuan’s death has nothing to do with that alchemy family. He was just being used by someone with ulterior motives. Otherwise, why would the Hundred Sects be so sure that he is the murderer? Even if the alchemy family feels guilty, they should not compensate you. You are not Yin Mingyuan, and you cannot represent Yin Mingyuan,” Xie Shuci said.

If it really was a minor immortal sect that sent them pills, their senior brothers would definitely feel bad seeing their painstakingly refined pills fall into the hands of such people. Moreover, Xie Shuci felt that these people were unworthy.

"You're spouting nonsense! You're asking for it!"

The man roared, as if struck by a sore spot, and drew his sword, thrusting it at Xie Shuci. He figured Xie Shuci was a rogue cultivator, without any powerful sect backing him, and that even if he died here, it wouldn't matter much. He could use this opportunity to show Elder Meng that anyone who opposed the Yin family would meet a bad end.

Xie Shuci didn't expect him to start a fight so easily, but he wasn't too surprised. After all, he was a cultivator, and after experiencing so much, he was no longer the same as before.

Xie Shuci pursed her lips and channeled all her spiritual power, trying to block his sword strike.

At the same time, Xie Shuci felt his right hand being pulled, and then he fell into a familiar embrace. Xie Shuci was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the little blind man's cold and hard profile.

The next moment, a dull thud suddenly sounded behind them, and the distant, ancient sound of a bell echoed in the hall.

Xie Shuci turned his head blankly to look at the scene behind him.

A bronze medicine cauldron descended from the sky, emitting a dazzling blue light, blocking Xie Shuci's path; a crimson whip tightly wrapped around the man's wrist, preventing him from advancing an inch; a long knife gleamed coldly, held horizontally below the man's neck, and if he moved even an inch further, he would be decapitated.

Xie Shuci was stunned for a moment, muttering, "So I got the 'favorite member' role all along' script..."