The one-armed man saw Li Xing holding a book, her eyebrows furrowing and relaxing, as if she was faced with some difficult decision, piquing his curiosity.
"Girl, have you actually seen a three-eyed insect in person?"
Li Xing closed the book and nodded. "Yes, I have seen it."
"Oh? So it's not just a story made up by Songling Wanderer, huh?" The one-armed man scratched his head, the dirt under his nails thickening.
"So, does the three-eyed insect really feed on human brains?"
Li Xing shook her head, "I don't know about that. When I saw the three-eyed insect, it was already dead."
The one-armed man's eyes shifted, and he snorted coldly, "A dead insect would make you come to the Book Collection Pavilion to check historical records so persistently? Honestly, what's so strange about the three-eyed insect?"
