"Are you sure there's this kind of herb in the Back Mountain of your home?"
Xuanping Marquis asked.
His tone was more serious than ever before.
"No." Chang Jing lied.
Xuanping Marquis nodded: "Alright, do you want to go back yourself, or should I take you back?"
Chang Jing: "I already said there isn't any."
Xuanping Marquis continued with his plan: "Or should I just write to your dad, saying I kidnapped you and have him exchange the purple herb?"
Chang Jing: "There's no such thing in the Back Mountain of my home... I just said it wrong earlier..."
Xuanping Marquis shook his head: "Forget it, Dark Night Island is remote, ordinary scouts can't find its entrance, so I'll just go myself."
Chang Jing: "..."
The little cover was dropped just like that, and Zhu Zhangkuang was fed a poison pill for nothing.
Xuanping Marquis said: "Go pack your things, we set out tomorrow morning."
Chang Jing went next door with a sense of grievance.
