After all, the crow that vanished into black smoke last time was hardly different from a spirit.
"Could it be related to that crow or the Baiming Sect again?" Qing Yi said, glancing at Wen Xiao’ai who was blowing on Jun Moyan’s wound.
He asked, "Miss Wen, do you still remember what happened on the night of the incident? Could it have been that crow causing trouble?"
Though San Shao had told him not to inquire further, in the current situation, asking wouldn’t hurt.
"I don’t remember," Wen Xiao’ai didn’t elaborate any further.
Of course, she knew it was the owner of the Blood Crow that had harmed her.
But how could she possibly discuss such things with Qing Yi and the others~ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI★Fire.net
The drunkard glanced at Wen Xiao’ai after hearing her response.
More like inconvenient to say.
"The tattoo has disappeared, and it’s been peaceful recently, maybe that’s a good thing. Perhaps we overthought that mysterious tattoo after all, since there are many unexplainable things in this world. However, we should still go to the hospital for a full body checkup sometime. As long as you’re fine, that’s what matters," the drunkard said.
Whether the disappearance of the tattoo was a good thing, the drunkard knew very well that it wasn’t.
He always had the feeling that the truth was about to surface, but then because the tattoo disappeared, everything reset to its original state.
Now, he felt just as bewildered as Jun Moyan.
He didn’t know what that tattoo or the faint power within his body were, nor did he know if they were good or bad before.
But ever since the tattoo disappeared, along with the power, his body hadn’t been the same as before.
Xin Ge said that the energy in his body had healing effects and could self-heal.
This was why, despite his heavy drinking over the years, he never once suffered from alcohol poisoning.
There were just some side effects, like shaky hands when administering injections.
And lately, both his mental and physical state had deteriorated significantly.
Stomachaches, even high blood pressure and such issues had arisen.
But what the drunkard and the others didn’t know was that the medicine hadn’t made the tattoo disappear, it had merely concealed the tattoo and their powers temporarily.
"San Shao, Hong Yi just sent a message saying the Baiming Sect has been targeted by an old power from abroad in the last few days. It’s New, the one that hijacked our goods before. Perhaps this time we’ll uncover something about the Baiming Sect’s situation."
"Hmm," Jun Moyan responded, obviously having anticipated this.
"Best if they inflict heavy losses on each other; after all, neither are good birds," Qing Yi remarked.
"Learning bad habits, you’ve lost all your manners when talking," the drunkard looked at Qing Yi and said with a smile.
"It’s just the truth."
"Hmm... that’s settled then, go to the hospital for a full body checkup when you have time," the drunkard said, standing up to leave.
A slight movement came from the chain bracelet on Wen Xiao’ai’s wrist.
A shadowy figure appeared in the hall immediately after.
Wen Xiao’ai, without even thinking, instinctively blurted out a question upon seeing Baozi emerge from the little bell.
"What’s wrong, Baozi?"
As soon as Wen Xiao’ai spoke, she felt the gaze of the three people in the hall fall upon her, and only then did she belatedly remember something.
"Who are you talking to?" Jun Moyan followed Wen Xiao’ai’s gaze but could see nothing there.
"Ah? Oh, I... I was just saying I feel like eating baozi," Wen Xiao’ai replied quickly, wiggling out of the situation.
"I’ll have someone buy some for you in a bit."
Jun Moyan laughed helplessly and fondly ruffled her head.
It really was like others eat three meals, while Xiaoguai needs three tons.