Wu Shizi Yang sat leisurely on a chair by his pond, occasionally tugging at his fishing line. Beside him sat a white-haired boy.
“Wang Shijiu, do you know how to turn a coward into a hero?”
The white-haired boy looked distressed, unable to muster any enthusiasm for conversation, his mind preoccupied with whether his friend Wan’er was safe.
Seeing that Wang Shijiu ignored him, Wu Shizi Yang tapped his head: “I’m talking to you, you have to cooperate.”
The white-haired boy, his face contorted with grief, rubbed the large bump on his head and said resentfully, “Tell me.”
“Hmmmm” Wu Shizi Yang chuckled mockingly,
“Although I locked you up, I arranged for someone to deliver the ‘Faceless’ item you brought back from the Sixth Heaven to Changsun Wan.”
“Ohh?” Wang Shijiu was stunned.
"You,
