Mu Yin did not answer, but reached out and tied a red light on my wrist, looking up and saying: “No escaping.”
I looked at him, both angry and amused: “Do I look like someone who would break their word?”
Mu Yin was silent for a moment, then nodded: “Yes.”
“…”
I was rendered speechless. I had originally intended to escape after the mission, but his words made me feel blocked, realizing I had unconsciously developed a habit of lying, even forgetting it myself.
When I came out of the room, I understood why Mu Yin had suddenly become vigilant. Seeing Jiang Hu, I quickly turned and said: “Mu Yin, stay with Liu Banxia. I’ll be right back.”
“Susu…”
“Be good, or no candy.”
Though twitching, Mu Yin still nodded.
Jiang Hu, usually carefree, now had a serious expression, truly embodying a jianghu atmosphere. I marveled at his more masculine appearance. I facepalmed and floated over, glancing at the person beside him. A silver mask covered his face, revealing only a pair of black eyes and thin lips. From the exposed hand, he seemed relatively young.
This was the Drunken Immortal Tower’s best seat, directly facing the performance stage with a perfect angle, clearly not an ordinary person.
I gestured: “Who is he?”
Jiang Hu smiled: “The master of the Ink Evil Sect.”
My heart skipped a beat, and I looked at him several more times, thinking of Liu Banxia.
To gather gossip in the Jianghu without arousing suspicion, tea houses and taverns were the best places. Was Liu Banxia trying to investigate the Ink Evil Sect master? Knowing he would come to the Drunken Immortal Tower, she came to perform – was she planning to kill him?
The drum sounds entered my ears, and the guests below were already cheering. Looking from upstairs, Liu Banxia danced on stage like a celestial maiden, her red dress flowing, moving with the grace of clouds and water, her feet touching down and lifting lightly.
The guests were mesmerized, continuously applauding, but I grew increasingly nervous. Though her martial arts were not low, how could someone who could control the infamous Bai Qianshang be so easily assassinated?
After the dance, though Liu Banxia made no move, she had indeed attracted the master’s attention. He slightly tilted his head, whispered something to someone, who then ran downstairs, spoke to the madam, and returned.
