The sage was determined to die.

The old tortoise abruptly stopped its hand from killing to silence witnesses, but its desire to do so burned even more fiercely.

He was momentarily shocked, his mind racing, but he managed to ask, "What are you talking about?"

A look of shock appeared on Yan Ming's naturally untouched face, as if it had never been tainted by reading. Like a child who had never grown up, he pointed at him and said, "You can actually speak human language?"

Old tortoise: "..."

Yan Ming patted his chest, a look of relief on his face. He was afraid of giving himself away, but he recalled Ji Bai's encouraging words in his mind.

He said that with his talent, he was born to play fools, and no one could rival him.

But the more I think about it, the more something seems off...

Yan Ming opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't dare to touch the turtle's head. He simply said with a warm expression, "Ji Bai said it."

The old tortoise's mind raced, but before he could delve deeper into it, the fool continued, saying:

"Ji Bai said you must be a human in disguise," he said confidently. "Otherwise, how could you speak human language?"

Old tortoise: "..."

What you said makes so much sense, I don't even know how to refute it.

"But it doesn't matter," Yan Ming said, adopting the air of a young master from a wealthy family. His naturally naive demeanor didn't seem feigned at all. "Ji Bai said you're on our side and won't betray us."

The old tortoise's forehead veins, which weren't even there, almost popped out, but fortunately, the other party didn't utter those two words.

As Yan Ming acted, he became more and more skilled. He slightly bent his knees, squatted in front of the old tortoise, and gasped as he looked at the Wenxin fragment on the tortoise's neck, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"You…" he frowned, and said, "Aren't you in pain?"

The old tortoise instinctively became alert.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Yan Ming rubbed his arm and whispered, "Even the little things that hit us are painful. You really don't feel any pain?"

"You people?" the old tortoise asked, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

"Yes." He nodded and said, "This news was brought to us by Ji Bai. He said that this Wenxin is very special, and it might kill someone to try to withstand it alone, so all of us have been inoculated with Wenxin fragments."

As he spoke, he held up the nail clippers, making a small distance between them, and said, "I was only given this little bit of the injection, and it almost killed me with pain."

The old tortoise understood the other party's meaning almost instantly.

He stood there, stunned for a long time, before finally speaking in human language: "What a brilliant method."

……

"Is it really okay to just leak this out like this?"

Watching all this from afar, Gongsun Yang thought for a moment, then finally couldn't help but ask, "What if he makes a move here and kills us all?"

"It'll be leaked sooner or later." Ji Bai said nonchalantly. "He probably won't make a move, and even if he does, there's no need to worry. He doesn't have that much power."

Ji Bai answered Gongsun Yang's questions one by one. Looking at the latter's puzzled face, he smiled and said, "Why worry so much? Have you ever heard the saying?"

Seeing his confidence, Gongsun Yang pretended to listen attentively.

Ji Bai stretched out two fingers and made a circle, holding the old tortoise steadily between his fingers, and slowly said, "A cultured person is destined to suffer from being cultured."