The sage was determined to die.

Those around him were even more surprised than Ji Bai.

Yan Ming couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his whole being filled with a deep sense of bewilderment after hearing Ji Bai's words.

"Damn, am I hallucinating?"

He turned to look at Ji Bai and saw that the other man was standing there as if nothing had happened, with an expression that said, "I knew it."

Yan Ming asked in surprise, "You didn't already know, did you?"

Ji Bai looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What do you know?"

Yan Ming pointed to the huge turtle carcass.

"Oh, this."

Ji Bai remained calm, his expression serious yet somehow joking, and said, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'Failure is the mother of success'?"

He concluded to himself, "It seems that if you don't succeed the first time, you just have to try a few more times."

Yan Ming: "???"

What is all this nonsense??

……

When the hood was removed from Wang Zhixuan's face, he was still a little dazed and seemed stunned. His blurry vision made it take him a while to make out the three big faces in front of him.

The most sophisticated disguises often only require the simplest methods. The three people in front of them all covered their heads completely, and each of them lowered their voices.

They seemed afraid he might recognize them.

Wang Zhixuan pursed his chapped lips and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Ji Bai nodded, giving the other person a "not bad" look, and said, "It seems you can guess it too."

Wang Zhixuan: "???"

Ji Bai lowered his voice, his voice rough as if it had been sanded.

"Your uncle has shown up again."

Wang Zhixuan was completely confused, but he was soon forced to react. He was pushed in front of the huge turtle carcass. His body could hardly support him standing for so long, and he was swaying precariously.

However, the person behind him was unusually patient at this moment, and lifted him up completely, while also stuffing a torch into his hand.

"I was the one who made the selection before, but the password selection might not have been correct," Ji Bai said. "You can do it again."

"Me?"

Wang Zhixuan was still full of questions. Just as he was about to make excuses that he was too weak, his hand was suddenly lifted up by the person behind him, and the torch in his hand was sent flying.

The tortoise began to burn rapidly. He slowly turned his head, his heart pounding with anxiety, and unconsciously blurted out, "You're not going to burn me too..., are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him, whose features were completely obscured, lowered his head slightly and looked at his chest.

Wang Zhixuan: "!!!"

A sharp sense of vigilance washed over him, and without defying his instincts, the man before him quickly spoke: "There's one more step missing. You should know that, right?"

Wang Zhixuan struggled to raise his hand, slowly clutching his chest, trying to reason with the other person: "Listen to me first, this is how it is, I am, after all, a patient..."

After a while.

Wang Zhixuan lay on the ground like half a corpse. Yan Ming looked at him and whispered to Ji Bai, "You didn't kill him, did you?"

Ji Bai looked surprised: "How could that be? I'm not that bad!"

Yan Ming: "..."

The person in front of him said without any hesitation, "He might just be a little withdrawn."