The Demon’s Menu

Wonton?!

Upon hearing this word, Dou Bao, Cui Long-nu, and the girl in red sleeves immediately fixed their gaze on the female assassin present.

Demon Descendant!

Having heard Dou Bao recount the encounter with a demon descendant, Cui Long-nu and the girl in red sleeves instantly recognized the identity of the female assassin before them.

Both quickly became more vigilant.

The presence of a demon descendant is enough to make anyone alert.

But, Dou Bao was different.

Dou Bao looked at the female assassin with a very gentle gaze.

As gentle as autumn water.

No!

Stronger!

What's going on?

How can an ordinary maid make me feel this way?

Something's not right!

Her?

Before the female assassin could react, Dou Bao had already moved one step back, completely standing behind Jason.

Not much different from usual.

The female assassin looked at Dou Bao in surprise.

Cui Long-nu and the girl in red sleeves continued to stare at the female assassin.

None of the three noticed a tiny bug crawling out from under Dou Bao's shoe and swiftly burrowing into the female assassin's clothes.

Jason saw it.

But Jason didn't say a word.

An acquaintance seen only a few times, with unclear intentions, or his personal cook—which was more important?

Jason knew the answer with just a thought.

The latter was indescribably important.

The former like mere dust.

Like a stone from a latrine compared to a bowl of braised pork.

If you were to eat, which would you choose?

Jason chose the braised pork.

Not because the stone from the latrine was smelly and hard, just because he was an ordinary person who liked to eat meat.

Without noticing Dou Bao's anomaly, the female assassin's gaze fell back onto Jason.

With eyes full of grievance, defiance, discomfort.

Wonton!

Again, wonton!

I shouldn't have gone to 'Mountain City', I shouldn't have cooked that bowl of wonton for you!

The grievance in the female assassin's heart nearly brought her to tears.

Because she knew clearly Jason was deceiving her.

How could the wonton smell linger for so long?

Especially when she had changed several bodies.

How could it leave a trace again?

Mu Bai before her must have a way to identify her that she didn't know of.

But she wouldn't ask.

If she asked, Mu Bai wouldn't say.

"I'm Xiao Zhao."

The female assassin suddenly introduced herself.

"Mu Bai."

Jason responded.

"I know."

"I was afraid you'd get confused."

"My memory isn't that bad."

"But your luck is terrible."

"Yeah, otherwise, I wouldn't be here."

"Did you see who attacked you?"

"If I did, I wouldn't be alive to see you."

"It seems the attacker is a formidable expert."

"Not just a formidable expert, but also with meticulous plans and numerous spies in 'Fragrance City'. <subt>.</subt>

"Do you have anyone in mind?"

"I did, but he is dead."

"He had been presumed dead before."

"It was fake before, but this time it's real; corpses don't lie. His Qi-blood, muscles, and bones all indicate he was a formidable expert, and aside from him, there's no one else in 'Fragrance City'.

"Is that so?"

The back-and-forth conversation ended with Jason's counter-question.

Cui Long-nu and the girl in red sleeves listened closely, their eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Both were not fools; though this Q&A seemed fragmented, they could hear that the female assassin calling herself 'Xiao Zhao' believed it was Cui Long Wang who knocked her out and orchestrated everything, but Cui Long Wang was also dead, an internal contradiction.

Meanwhile, Master Mu Bai firmly believed it was Cui Long Wang's orchestration.

But there was no conclusive evidence.

Even though the two women were intelligent, they were utterly confused at this moment.

"Master Mu?"

Cui Long-nu asked softly.This chapter was made possible by the community at *.

"Just wait and see, we'll find out."

Jason said, sitting cross-legged like that.

"Master, the ground is cold, I'll fetch you a mat."

Dou Bao suggested.

"And bring me some food.

Jason instructed.

"Me too,"

Cui Long-nu added.

Originally grieving her father's death, Cui Long-nu found herself suddenly invigorated upon realizing things were not as simple as they seemed.

"I'll go help."

The girl in red sleeves got up to join Dou Bao outside.

She simply wanted to get some air and clear her thoughts.

The girl in red sleeves prided herself on her intelligence, yet now she was thoroughly baffled.

The Gang Leader had already died once.

How could he die again?

Previously to lure out those rebels.

What now?

It couldn't possibly be those remaining rebels, who were mere minor threats, not worth worrying about.

Could it be...

Suddenly, the girl in red sleeves thought of a possibility.

She wasn't the only one; Xiao Zhao, Cui Long-nu in the secret room also thought of it.

"He is avoiding battle, that's why, faking death."

Xiao Zhao spoke again.

"Father isn't a coward, don't smear his name with slander here."

Cui Long-nu raised an eyebrow, eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"Then tell me, why did he so coincidentally die the day before the duel with 'Knife Monarch'? Don't tell me 'Knife Monarch' was afraid to fight your father and then sent me as an assassin to kill your father.

Xiao Zhao's eyes showed sarcasm.

"Then... I..."

Cui Long-nu wanted to retort, but she had no words to say.

'Knife Monarch' avoiding a battle?

Impossible; ever since his debut, 'Knife Monarch' never avoided a promised fight.