"Yes, but before I could figure it out, she left."
The man's lips were pale and tightly pursed, as if he already had the answer but still wanted to confirm it himself.
"What did she come to calculate?"
Pi Weng didn't want to pay any attention to him. He slowly savored the wine, crossed his legs, and looked leisurely.
"none of your business!"
He came here empty-handed and wanted to ask questions, even though he was doing a good deed here.
The man swung the sword at the old man's neck, missing his throat by a millimeter.
Pi Weng thought about it and said decisively, "A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him."
"Nothing unusual, she just asked me to find someone with a pure and yang destiny."
Qinggui put away his sword and showed a solemn expression.
The old man leaned back in his chair, sitting unsteadily and burped.
I don't understand. She just wants to curry favor with the rich and powerful. It's not a big deal.
As for coming with a sword?
Pi Weng's eyes rolled around and he smiled.
"You're not her lover, are you? That's why you're angry and worried that she'll abandon you?"
The man said softly before leaving.
"The core of the Nine Revolutions Samsara Formation is the person she is looking for. If she commits many murderous sins, you will not be able to escape responsibility."
The old man suddenly spat out the wine in his mouth.
"What!"
The person has gone, and only he is left patting his chest and muttering to himself.
"Luckily I didn't help her figure it out. Phew! That scared me."
It was a false alarm.
The old man asked a boy to clean the floor, feeling sorry for wasting so much good wine.
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