"You sure are quite capable, disappearing without a trace for several days, and only letting me find you tonight. Tell me, how do you intend to compensate me for the time I've wasted?" His peach-blossom eyes were darting around, and those unaware of his true nature might even think he was flirting. Only Ning Xiaoxian knew that his character was despicable to the extreme, and he was merely toying with her like a cat with a mouse; she was that mouse, "Miss Ning?"
It had been a long time since anyone had managed to deceive him like this.
She finally let out a breath, dropping her disguise: "Are you looking for me to ask about the whereabouts of Wen Liangyu?" Since he had recognized her, might as well come clean.
"That was the original plan." He glanced indifferently at the Scorpion Demon, which was still twitching, "But after witnessing this duel, what I'm more interested in is—"
He pointed to the Tusk in Ning Xiaoxian's hands and said earnestly: "How did you come by these Daggers?"
