The masked man naturally wouldn’t give up on his good teacher. He decided to look for him again, hoping to bring him back. Even if the good teacher was unwilling, with his silver tongue, he could persuade him to return.
"Return... to the bamboo house?"
Aunt Qiu was visibly stunned by his words, a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes.
"Master, didn’t you say the bamboo house is no longer safe?"
When they left the bamboo house, they destroyed everything that could be destroyed. If not for the fear of burning it down entirely, they would have set it on fire.
Now they were being told to return. What did this an?
"You two good-for-nothings, they won’t lay a finger on you. Just go back when you’re told. What’s with the fuss?" The masked man was unconcerned, snorted coldly, and then turned and left.
"How could it be like this?"
Aunt Qiu incredulously watched the departing back of the masked man.
The master she had been loyal to for so many years was abandoning her just like that?
Though the master didn’t explicitly say it, his actions proved everything. Sending them back to the bamboo house was to see if the people from the Battle Cloud Camp had discovered it.
"What are you still standing around for? Let’s go." Shadow Killer didn’t say much and simply waited for Aunt Qiu to return to the bamboo house with him.
As the master said, even if they were noticed at the bamboo house, given their lowly status, Lan Zhiyi wouldn’t act against them imdiately.
"Shadow Killer, aren’t you afraid to die if you go back?" Aunt Qiu turned her head, looking at Shadow Killer fiercely, and asked.
"Why would I be afraid? Besides, with your company, the road to hell won’t be lonely." Shadow Killer laughed coldly and shrugged as he replied.
What other path could he take right now? He could only do whatever the master told him. Otherwise, how could he secretly follow the master to et the so-called good teacher?
If he really did that, he would probably be going to his death rather than eting the good teacher, right?
"You—"
Aunt Qiu was rendered speechless, her face flushed with anger.
This Shadow Killer was increasingly disregarding her. Did he really think she couldn’t handle him?
"Stop with the you-you-- nonsense, Aunt Qiu. Let’s go already. I don’t want to stay here catching the northwest wind." Shadow Killer, seeing she had no more to say, reminded her, and without waiting for her, turned and left directly.
If not for being tied to this woman by the sa rope, he would have acted against her long ago.
If it weren’t for her reckless command outside the Battle Cloud Camp, even if they failed, he wouldn’t have lost Gao Dong, and then he wouldn’t be afraid to ntion this matter to the master now.
And Gao Dong’s death was like a fierce sword, perpetually hanging over his head.
Under such circumstances, how could he possibly interact with Aunt Qiu? Like before, treating her as if she were a bodhisattva and worshipping her?
He’s not insane; he wouldn’t do sothing so senseless.
"Shadow Killer, wait!"
Aunt Qiu, seeing him actually leaving, dared not linger in the place any longer, and although she was unwilling, she had to follow in Shadow Killer’s footsteps.
At this mont, intense regret filled her heart. If only she had known, she would never have accepted that mission, losing the master’s trust for such a task was truly not worth it.
...
After parting ways with Shadow Killer, the masked man flew straight in a certain direction.
Although the good teacher had left a ssage telling him not to search anymore, he had a hunch that the good teacher went to that place they both knew, and there, he would surely et him.
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