Finally, as if afraid Zheng Xiu hadn't understood, he winked.
'Zheng Xiu got it. This guy must have found out about the four girls becoming Mystics, which was why he said there were "more and more Mystics."'
'Zheng Xiu actually wanted to tell Qing Shisan that he'd always been his treasured subordinate, but the thought seemed a bit sappy and open to misinterpretation. Instead, he stepped forward, clapped Qing Shisan on the shoulder, and said in a grave, meaningful tone, "Qing Pi..."'
Qing Shisan: "Hm?"
"Becoming a Mystic isn't entirely a good thing. If you really want to be one, I'll find a suitable Deceitful Object for you later."
Qing Shisan grinned at his words, chuckling to himself without responding.
'He figured Zheng Xiu was joking.'
'Mystics weren't a dime a dozen; you couldn't just become one whenever you felt like it.'
But Zheng Xiu wasn't joking at all.
Zhu had, on various occasions, already delivered the Painter and Orchid Deceitful Objects into Zheng Xiu's hands.
