The sage was determined to die.

When he learned that he had been chosen as the lucky one, the passerby was filled with despair.

He looked at the three menacing-looking men in front of him, whose faces alone suggested they were not good people, and couldn't help but swallow hard. He said weakly, "I don't know you..."

"Don't you recognize me?"

Ji Bai turned to Yan Ming beside him, as if seeking confirmation, and pointed to the passerby, asking, "Do you know him?"

Yan Ming glanced at the other person's ordinary face; it was as if this person's appearance had never existed in his mind.

but……

Yan Ming narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the other person's expression, his gaze as if he wanted to etch the other person's image into his mind frame by frame.

"So it's you, kid," Yan Ming grabbed the other's collar, and unsurprisingly found his hand covered in ash. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'd recognize you even if you were ashes."

"I don't know you at all! Who are you?!" The young man almost instinctively tried to push the other person's hand away, but the other person's strength was far superior to his, practically as hard as a rock.

For a moment, the passerby's face turned bright red, but he couldn't move the other person's hand off him even an inch.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Ji Bai stood to the side with his arms crossed, a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

He shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "My brother might wrong some bad people, but he would never miss an innocent one. Since he says it's you, then it's definitely you."

It was only at this point that the young man realized he had encountered a robber, and not just any robber, but one who was rather unusual and mentally unstable.

He crossed his arms, carefully clutching the fragments of Wenxin hidden in his clothes, and turned to run away, only to find that someone had surrounded him from behind.

He saw three people in front of him laughing strangely, and they surrounded him like demons with outstretched arms.

The young man on the street screamed, "No—no!"

The matter is settled.

Ji Bai saw that there was one more thread in his eyes that only he could see. He looked at the unknown passerby, who had been frightened unconscious and was lying motionless on the ground like a salted fish. However, his breathing was steady, indicating that his life force was relatively active.

Yan Ming was puzzled. He looked at Ji Bai and said, "We're clearly doing a good deed, so why are we acting like bandits?"

"Because being a good person is too troublesome." Ji Bai looked at him and said, "By the time we finish talking to him, it will probably be dark."

"So," Gongsun Yang, now completely fooled, nodded and said, "this is still the most efficient way?"

Ji Bai looked at the other person with an expression that said, "This kid is teachable."

"Of course, bandits don't have to follow so many rules."

While answering, Ji Bai was also busy. The red dots on the map were flashing in his eyes. He was thinking and carefully selecting his next target.

Since they are few in number, it's best to pick out lone individuals with potential, and ideally, eliminate them quickly without expending too much of their energy...

After thinking about it, Ji Bai felt inexplicably uneasy.

They're doing a good deed, why does it look like they're robbing us?

Thinking of this, Ji Bai turned to look at the salted fish corpse lying on the ground and said, "Just leave him here, he shouldn't get killed by someone else, right?"

Upon hearing this, the salted fish trembled slightly.