บท 1913: Dull Days

Kang Reiyun was a thin man with no hair or beard, seemingly in his late 30s. He had been on an escort mission with a couple of elders where he had to go with them to another city to purchase in bulk some poisons.

The mission had come at the perfect time when he had all but confirmed that his poison plants were going to die. He was bound to be punished for it, but if he could get some other disciple to take some of the blame, he could get away with it.

There were always some newcomers who fell for it, so he had hoped one would do the same right now.

As soon as he entered the sect, his nameplate buzzed with some information. His mission had been accepted, and he needed to confirm whether or not the job had been done in a satisfactory manner.

'Some idiot actually took this job?' he was a little surprised, but he didn't show much of that emotion on the outside.