Xin Lin was petite, but her attacks were anything but hesitant, and her kick sent Master Ji screaming in agony.
"Murderer..."
As Master Ji was about to shout, Xin Lin grabbed him by the jaw, lifting him up like a little chick.
"You cry 'stop thief' while being the thief yourself, let me guess, you were also the one who instigated the trip to the mountains for the fish, weren't you?"
Xin Lin sneered.
Master Ji tensed up, his mouth uttering muffled noises.
"It was him. It was he who brought that customer back then. I suggested we could buy Xuan Nu Fish from the local mercenary army, but he insisted that wild Xuan Nu Fish tasted better."
The owner recalled.
Had it not been for Master Ji's insistence, Master Ji would not have gone through the trouble of ascending Ruqin Mountain.
The owner had not thought much of it before, but after Xin Lin mentioned it, he suddenly felt something was amiss.
Could it be...
"Still not admitting it."
