"You want me to lie to her!" Li Huowang's words squeezed through his teeth as he stared at Hong Zhong in front of him.
"Hey! What's wrong with lying? Who are you to look down on deceit? A lie can be used for evil as well as for good! If you do as I tell you now, it would be a white lie!"
Watching Hong Zhong become more excited as he spoke, the sighing monk beside them came over and pulled him away from Li Huowang.
"Brother Li...?" Noticing something was off with Li Huowang, Bai Lingmiao's voice also softened considerably.
She reached out with her soft, Fair hand, gently laying it on Li Huowang's charred, skeletal fingers.
"Brother Li, don't overthink, going on such a long trip, you must be exhausted, why don't you rest for a while? We can talk about anything else tomorrow."
Bai Lingmiao helped Li Huowang to her own bed, not at all disgusted by his now terrifying appearance, and let him lie down in her quilt.
