The sage was determined to die.

After the fake corpse at his feet was burned by the flames, some scarlet flesh was exposed. Chen Ji looked at it expressionlessly, without even raising his eyebrows.

The fake corpse just became real.

Chen Ji chuckled, glanced sideways at the person beside him, and suddenly said, "Tang Er, do you think Ji Bai would be so kind?"

Tang Er thought for a moment and said, "He seems more like someone with a belly full of bad intentions."

"Everything he does is like a weasel paying respects to a chicken."

Chen Ji casually snapped a bone in his hand and pondered, "So what's gotten into him, giving us such a big hint?"

"Using us." Tang Er's expressionless face showed little emotion as he honestly replied, "He wants to use us to achieve some goals."

Chen Ji yawned, his lips twitched upwards, and his eyes looked like those of a wolf that hadn't eaten its fill.

He said, "So, do you think I should let him use me?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Tang Er's calm face. He paused for a moment, then said honestly, "This really doesn't sound like something you would say."

Chen Ji held the broken bone in his hand, his face unusually calm, devoid of excitement or anger, a suppressed stillness spreading across his face.

"I lost my literary heart and learned a lesson," Chen Ji said calmly. "That is, I wasn't crazy enough."

Tang Er's Adam's apple bobbed; Chen Ji looked somewhat unfamiliar to him now.

"Burn it."

Chen Ji's smile slowly widened, and his wolf-like eyes gleamed with a wild, predatory light.

"No matter how many times I lose my literary heart, I will never regret trying to win a second one."

Chen Ji ordered him, "Burn them, burn all those corpses."

……

What will happen after it's all burned?

Yan Ming looked at Gongsun Yang beside him. Gongsun Yang covered his mouth and nose and looked at the swirling flames. The pungent stench seeped into his skin, and he couldn't help but frown.

"What exactly is Ji Bai going to do?"

Yan Ming looked at Gongsun Yang beside him and asked in confusion, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Gongsun Yang's eyes widened. After hearing Yan Ming's words, he rubbed his eyes and said, "It's not that I'm not surprised, it's just that I didn't react in time."

"Oh, I see." Yan Ming muttered softly, "Sigh, I already have Wenxin, so I should just wait to get out quietly. Why did that guy have to drag me into this mess..."

Gongsun Yang didn't speak, but thought to himself, "Isn't it because they can bully others by relying on their power?"

"Tell me, how many fires is he going to set off?"

Yan Ming looked around and, seeing that there was no one around, nudged the other person with his elbow.

He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, some people seem normal, but they are actually crazier than anyone else."

Gongsun Yang pretended not to understand who "some people" was referring to, and went along with the other person's words, saying, "Probably because he has no family backing him, so he has no scruples."

Upon hearing this, Yan Mingyang's smile froze for a moment, and he said with some understanding, "Isn't that just being heartless?"

Gongsun Yang smiled and muttered to himself, "No worries, that's good..."

Yan Ming disagreed with his words, saying, "No matter how lush and leafy a sapling is, how can it compete with a forest?"

Gongsun Yang didn't speak, but looked up at the piles of corpses. The fake corpses had been burned into real ones by the flames. Although they were all corpses, he felt as if countless imprisoned pains were being released in the fire.

"What if it wasn't a sapling," he said, "but fire?"