"You want me to lie to her!" Li Huowang's words forced their way out between his teeth as he stared at Hong Zhong.
"Hey! So what if it's a lie? Who are you to look down on lying? Lies can be used for evil, but they can also be used for good! If you do what I say right now, it'll be a white lie!"
Watching Hong Zhong grow more and more worked up, the sighing Monk beside him stepped over and pulled him away from Li Huowang.
"Brother Li...?" Sensing that something was wrong with Li Huowang, Bai Lingmiao's voice grew much softer.
She reached out her soft, pale hand, gently covering Li Huowang's charred, skeletal fingers.
"Brother Li, don't overthink it. You've been on the road for so long, you must be exhausted. Rest for a while. Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow."
