Corpse Recovery Diver

Unlike the morning exchange of pleasantries, which ended promptly, this time after saying goodnight, the woman spread her palm and gestured towards the teapot in front of her.

She wanted to invite him to have tea.

Because of her gesture, Tan Wenbin, who was chatting with Brother Pang Jin, turned towards the direction where the woman was.

Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou, who were supposed to enter the room, simultaneously halted.

Yin Meng stopped admiring the potted plant in the corner and turned sideways to look back.

The woman was unfazed; after sending out the invitation, she withdrew her hand, crossed her legs, and gazed at the young man with an amused look.

Li Zhiyuan dared to go over and have tea with her.

Because she didn't know, he also had a piece of broken jade in his hand; theoretically, she had no valid reason to attack him actively.

Normally, he would risk a certain amount of cause-and-effect backlash and proceed to kill her; what needed to be deducted would be deducted, and whatever calamity came would be faced, but now everyone was extra cautious amid the waves of Jiang Shui.

Because here, any minor flaw could trigger an uncontrollable chain reaction, equivalent to giving others an opportunity.

Moreover, the woman had been following him from afar all day, which confirmed the suspicion that she wanted to use his team as a shield, and she had no motive to attack him now.

However, Li Zhiyuan chose not to go for tea.

Since she saw him as an easily manipulatable soft target, why should he show any courage in front of her?

On the verge of striking, any slight advantage before then was extremely precious and worthy of cherishing.

The young man showed a difficult expression, portraying a perfectly timed refusal and embarrassment.

The woman smiled, stood up, and walked into the room.

Soon, the woman came out of the room again.

Her long hair draped over her right side, covering her right face perfectly, preventing Brother Pang Jin and his family from seeing the terrifying crack patterns on her right face from the front room.

It's a fake.

She left her real self in the room and sent out a dummy to interface with him.

The dummy walked across the yard toward Li Zhiyuan.

One could feel the weak aura on the dummy, and its interior was hollow.

Under normal circumstances, an array should be pre-arranged inside to use for self-destruction at special moments.

Indeed, it was a ceramic dummy she casually "made" to appease her own anxious and fearful heart, showing sincerity.

Faced with such persistence, Li Zhiyuan could only choose to accept. He turned sideways and made a "please" gesture towards his room.

No one is foolish.

Even the four people who died on the second floor last night wouldn't be fools.

But as long as one is human, one has personal flaws.

Li Zhiyuan had just reflected on his own during the day, and the woman had them too.

Her action conveyed a sense of caution, yet she couldn't hide her arrogance.

Of course, for a person traveling through Jianghu, arrogance is indeed warranted.

The woman entered the room and sat down by the bed. Li Zhiyuan glanced at his companions outside, turned and entered the room, closing the door behind him.

If a probe was to be done, then so be it.

From the doorway to the other side of the bed, the young man had already designed his identity role in his mind.

"Xu Yijin."

The woman came straight to the point, stating her name.

"Li Zhiyuan."

Xu Yijin looked thoughtful, the cracks between her brows surfaced, seeming she hadn't heard of this name.

This was understandable; having been kind to others, he had few enemies.

Very few who knew his identity would keep it secret with their lives, like Zhao Yi.

The holes he had stumbled over needed careful camouflage, afraid others might not fall into them.

Xu Yijin: "I can tell you haven't disguised your age; what you're showing is your real age and appearance."

A young man sitting in the primary seat of a team.

It was enough to surprise people.

During brief interactions, it might not seem significant, but she had followed him all day today, even at a great distance, capturing enough details.

Li Zhiyuan stubbornly spoke, "Who says being young means you can't travel Jianghu?"

Xu Yijin took a ceramic bracelet from her pocket and handed it to Li Zhiyuan, "This is a gift from Auntie; wear it and see if it fits."

Li Zhiyuan didn't extend his hand to accept it.

Xu Yijin continued with her hand extended, without withdrawing it, "It's just a simple accessory, not worth much."

Li Zhiyuan's gaze first fell on the bracelet and then on Xu Yijin's face.

He was aware that she wanted to use this method to make physical contact with him.

It was probably to probe whether he practiced Martial Arts.

Li Zhiyuan shook his head, "I won't accept rewards for no effort."

"I'm older than you; you call me Auntie, shouldn't I give you something?"

"I haven't prepared a return gift."

"Take it."

Even though it was a dummy, the sense of oppression still loomed.

Especially since her performance last night was indeed impressive.

Li Zhiyuan stopped hesitating. He actually hoped she found out he hadn't practiced martial arts.

The young man reached out and took the bracelet.

The bracelet was cool to the touch, and a hint of ghostly glow emerged.

Simultaneously, a similar light flashed in Xu Yijin's left eye.

Then, a crack appeared at the pupil of her left eye.

The bracelet was indeed ordinary, with no special mechanisms, but it should have been taken from a clothes-covered location inside the dummy in front of him.

In close proximity, contact with this bracelet was no different than making base physical contact with the other party.

Li Zhiyuan placed the bracelet on the nightstand.

Xu Yijin leaned back slightly, her hair falling back, displaying some laziness.