The dim lights in the corridor flickered, illuminating bloodstains.
"Quite rare indeed."
A playful voice came from beneath Xie Lan's collar, "Didn't even do it sneakily?"
A sneaky-looking mouse emerged from his collar, chuckling with a hee-hee, "You're scared like this just by a member of the Tong family?"
"The materials I've got are sufficient; there's no need to do something that's not worth the loss," Xie Lan said, walking ahead with hands behind his back. "Besides, when you encounter an opponent who's prepared in advance, the effectiveness of poison and spells are both discounted. Why bother?
Let him deal with those people from the Evil Cult. I still want to mix in Cliff City in the future; why should I make an enemy of the Security Bureau and the Tong family?"
He paused, his smile turning sinister as he looked back,
"Nevertheless, he must be feeling quite regretful."
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"Fear not a thief who steals but one who covets."
