3:45 AM.
In an alley one street away from the Spirit Pill Workshop.
Zhao Yi, Qian Er, and Sun San kneeled before the red-haired female cultivator, respectfully saying:
"Senior, we have completed the task as per your instructions!"
The red-haired female cultivator waved her hand.
"We take our leave!"
The three clasped their hands in salute, stood up, and quickly left.
Soon, they returned to Narrow Rain Lane and entered the house.
Zhao Yi scratched his head:
"Why did the senior want us to teach a lesson to a nobody?"
Qian Er said, "How could we see through the actions of a distinguished expert? We just have to do the tasks as ordered!"
Zhao Yi glared at him, thinking, damn, you're always sucking up, but then he saw Sun San next to him, silent as ever, and couldn't help but ask:
"Sun San, what are you thinking about now?"
Sun San looked up, a puzzled expression on his face: "I feel like the aura around the senior has changed somehow."
