Compared to being found by the owner of the twelve small swords, Lingdang clearly preferred to stay inside Xie Yue.
And compared to Xie Tian, the owner of Mu Ye Cave also hoped his disciple was this famous slave girl that even the owner of the twelve small swords wanted to steal.
But Xie Tian was unwilling.
"Can you answer a question for me when we meet next time?"
Xie Tian calmly ignored the question.
Lingdang giggled, walking onto the road adorned with thirty-six blood flowers.
With this walk, the owner of Mu Ye Cave was even more tormented.
Because Lingdang perfectly passed that road.
And he could only accept Xie Tian, who barely reached the passing mark after intentionally holding back, as his disciple.
The cave was very dark, but after Xie Tian adjusted his mindset, he accepted the loneliness and darkness that seemed essential for an assassin.
Until he saw two dim green lights, he paused his steps.
