Back in the courtyard, Xile joyfully ran up to greet him, panting with its tongue out, its tail wagging so hard it seemed it would fall off.
Qin Fang patted Xile's head and walked into the house.
He carefully took out the Porcelain Bottle of Poison Glands and the needle bag of Poison Needles, then hid them beneath a floor tile at the base of the wall.
'…This stuff is a lethal weapon, but it's also far too dangerous. Naturally, I can't carry it with me at all times.'
'If I'm not careful and shatter the Porcelain Bottle, or accidentally prick myself with a Poisonous Thorn and drop dead… that would be a real joke.'
Only then did he return to the main room, open the ceramic jar of Bee Meat, and pinch out a piece.
"Xile."
He called out, and Xile came scurrying in from outside. Its eyes lit up as it stared at the meat in Qin Fang's hand, its tail wagging so fast it looked like it was about to take off.
'…It seems to remember?'
