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Changyi looked at her calmly and asked, "What about you? Are you also in need?" Aji observed his facial expression and asked, "Can I be?"

"Best not." Aji obediently sat down.

"I don't really need to." But she muttered silently to herself...

This almighty god looked so arrogant and proud yesterday, like a lone eagle soaring in the sky. Why did he land inside their chicken coop today… Could it be, he felt bitter about letting them off so he deliberately came to find them some trouble?

"Your Highness..."

"Go on."

"Hmm?" Aji was a little puzzled by his interruption.

"On with what?"

"Which demon master trained you?" He still remembered this...

Aji pondered for a moment. Her inexplicable mood swings when she saw this jiaoren proved that they had known each other before. But Lin Haoqing did not want them meeting, so it was clear that he and this jiaoren did not have a very good relationship. Aji did not want to sell out her master, so she lied.

"I was just teasing Lu Jinyan, I learned everything by myself."

Strangely enough, the feeling of lying to him also felt very familiar…

So the problem between them, was it because she had cheated him out of something valuable? Was she a thief…?

While Aji pondered, Changyi looked down and poured himself a bowl of coarse tea.

"Oh. Then when did you acquire human form? Under what circumstance did the second tail develop? And how did the third tail break through? Now with four tails, you should have many stories to share about your cultivation." His eyes lifted and he looked at her.

Aji stuttered under his gaze. "I..." she finally said, "I have to pee..."

"Go." Changyi put down the bowl.

"We can continue after you come back."

Aji pushed away her bowl and dashed out the back. After she left, Changyi was now alone in the lobby with no one else around but a waiter and the innkeeper himself. After a long time, the innkeeper finally came forward.

He smiled and asked, "Your Highness... some good tea came from the south a few days ago, how about I change this one out for you?" Changyi looked at him.

Ever since sealing Ji Yunhe in ice, Changyi had not been able to distinguish anyone's face. They were all a blur to him, and he only recognized them by their unique markings. But today, he saw the face of the innkeeper clearly.

He had many deep wrinkles, the sign of a man who had been through everything. The ingratiating and humble look served as evidence of his inner fear -- he was afraid of this lord, but had to obey him. Changyi looked down at the bitter tea he was still drinking.

Aji's rebuke in the hall yesterday echoed in his ears, "I think you've been sitting too high for too long, and have completely forgotten your original cause. I am afraid right now you are not worthy of all those who have died in the north." He drank the rest of the coarse tea in his hand.

"No need," he said gently.

"This tea is very good." The innkeeper blinked a few times in disbelief.

"Huh? This tea... this tea..."

"I will sit for a while then leave. You can get back to your business. Don't mind me."

"Oh... okay..."

The innkeeper scratched his head and walked back to the side. Changyi poured himself another bowl of tea while his ears twitched. His keen senses allowed him to clearly hear the three people chattering behind the inn. Lu Jinyan sounded hollow and bewildered.

"What do we do?"

"Have we been peeing for too long?" Ji Ning asked nervously. Aji scratched her head.

"That... demon... How do I...? Lemme think... um..." She abruptly made up her mind.

"Forget it... let's run! " The other two were caught off guard.

"Huh?"

"Go go go! Let's go through the back door."

After a series of rustling, the backyard grew silent. Changyi looked at the bowl of tea and curled his lips into a smile. Then he pulled out a jade pendant and placed it on the table.

"Forgot to bring silver, I will pay with this." He ignored the shock on the innkeeper's face and walked out the door.

"Someone, come." A black shadow attendant appeared silently at Changyi's side like wind. The attendant knelt down on one knee and listened as his lord assigned him a task.

"Go and find out how many tails that fox demon really has."

"Yes, Your Highness." The attendant answered briefly and was about to leave when Changyi called out again.

"Wait." The black shadow stopped.

"Lift your head." He lifted his head with a puzzled look.

"Your Highness?" A delicate face, not old, but already worn by time.

"I remembered your face." Changyi walked off.

"Go."

Yes, he was supposed to remember them. Every face, every life that had entrusted him. They did nothing wrong, and should not pay for his mistakes.