"A fine old man, that Luohong! To think he actually played me. Next time I see him, I’ll pluck every last hair from his beard!" Baili flexed her wrists, her words sharp and vicious.
No wonder he had been stuttering and dodging questions about his true purpose, only harping on about how some great event was impending—he had been setting them up all along!
What a crafty old man!
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