"How much sorrow can one man bear? She stabbed me a few times, and now you want me to run errands for her?"
Honestly, Bai Xiangdong's idea to create the Magical Treasure List might actually work; his eyesight was too sharp. Using You Li's last Palm Sword and her connection with the group from the Self-Improvement Sect, he immediately linked her to that thick-browed, big-eyed girl who stabbed him in the waist.
"You've got the wrong person."
The commoner tugged at the corner of his mouth and hurriedly spoke.
Bai Xiangdong couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, scoffing.
"Who in the world doesn't recognize her? Don't take me for a fool. That Palm Sword is exactly the same as the one that stabbed me in the waist, and in the entire area of Nanling City, besides her, who else could get Pills from Han Yu?"
Damn, such a strong and clear logic left the commoner unable to respond.
