Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

Zhang Ze looked at the unusually fierce and stubborn literary fox in front of him and sighed.

He seemed to have really no way to deal with this fox.

He couldn't just grab it and instantly refine its memory; he didn't know how.

Like the domineering dog boss, cornering Bai Tao against the wall and saying, "Woman, you're playing with fire," before making out...

He could do that, but he's not a scumbag, and it might not even work.

Zhang Ze thought for a while and decided to dial the hotline for outside help.

"Calm down first, I'm contacting someone."

Zhang Ze took the little walnut back from Li's hand, found Sister Bai from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion in his contacts.

[Zhang Ze: Sister Bai? You there?]

[Sister Bai: What do you want?]

[Zhang Ze: Do you have a relative named Bai Tao?]

[Sister Bai: Yes, yes, she's my aunt, we have a good relationship. What's up?]

[Zhang Ze: Your aunt is about to poison herself in front of me, help talk her down, and prove I'm a good person.]

[Sister Bai: ! Don't upset her! That kid is stubborn, very bullheaded, her medical skills were self-practiced by drinking medicine randomly.]

[Zhang Ze: Isn't she your aunt? Why do you call her a kid?]

[Sister Bai: She's a high rank, this kid is only 18 this year, don't mind the details.]

Bai Tao noticed Zhang Ze had been talking for a while, coughed lightly, and a porcelain bottle appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze quickly switched the little walnut to voice mode, placed it on the deck, raised his hands, and retreated to a safe distance.

"Hello, hello, Bai Tao? Bai Tao! Can you hear me?" Sister Bai's voice came through the little walnut.

"Sister Bai?" Bai Tao was half-convinced.

"Yes, yes, it's me. Put the medicine bottle down first, let me tell you..."

After a half two-hour explanation from Sister Bai and seeing Zhang Ze's Sword Sect waist badge, Bai Tao finally put the medicine bottle away.

"Are you really from the Sword Sect?" Bai Tao asked, "Then why are you looking for the Divine Egg Gang?"

"Mission." Zhang Ze gave a generic explanation, which was true, a system task is still a task.

But Bai Tao still didn't believe him, "I suspect you're lying, you're off, you're too calm, scumbag." She turned her ears around and stared at Zhang Ze's eyes.

"Is there a fault with being sincere?" Zhang Ze felt very innocent.

"The book says that dodging eyes indicates anxiety, meaning you're lying."

"Your honest gaze, calm tone means you're an experienced liar, even more detestable."

The literary fox who accidentally saw through someone's nature said so.

Zhang Ze's head buzzed at this moment, "Where did you read these absurd logics?"

"In this book! Brother Dao said so." The fox took out "Taoist Path to Heaven," flipped to a specific page, and pointed at a paragraph.

Then flipped to the front, pointing at the silly pen name Zhang Ze used.

Daytime umbrella not knife.

The fan meetup is this embarrassing, Zhang Ze really wanted to slap himself, but he held back.

"Don't believe what's written in that book, I made it all up randomly." Zhang Ze said weakly.

"Impossible!" Bai Tao's trust in Zhang Ze dropped to the lowest point.

"Because I wrote all of it." Zhang Ze pointed at himself.

"I don't believe you, how will you prove it?" Bai Tao's trust didn't increase, but her curiosity did slightly.

Zhang Ze took out the draft and some discarded scripts he wrote a few days ago, using Spiritual Qi to send them to Bai Tao.

"See for yourself, if you still don't believe it, then forget it." Zhang Ze felt very tired.

Bai Tao adjusted her glasses, took the drafts, carefully studied them, and occasionally murmured.

"So that's how it is, no wonder..." Bai Tao squatted down, and after reading the drafts, also started reading the discarded scripts, "But I think the discarded ones are quite good too."

After confirming several times that it was indeed the author himself, Bai Tao breathed a long sigh of relief, got up and respectfully returned the manuscript to Zhang Ze.

"Brother Dao..." Bai Tao's trust in Zhang Ze was now full.

"Don't call that nickname, it's too ugly, just call me by my name."

Bai Tao was interrupted by Zhang Ze before finishing her sentence.

"Then should I call you teacher?" Bai Tao tilted her head to ask.

"Whatever, as long as you're happy." Zhang Ze didn't care anymore.

On the other side, Li and Lin Feng sat on the deck, holding sunflower seeds and watching for a long time.

"Funny, huh? Let me tell you, Zhang Ze has no way to deal with a person like Bai Tao." Li said.

"Indeed." Lin Feng was still sparing with words.

With the misunderstanding resolved, Bai Tao didn't directly discuss the Divine Egg Gang, but asked Zhang Ze to take her down the river to check on the big fish.

At the bottom of the river, Bai Tao swam around the big fish once, gestured no problem to Zhang Ze.

Back on the boat, she then said to Zhang Ze, "Uncle Qingzun is fine, he'll probably wake up after sleeping a bit more."

Bai Tao approached the captives, chose one that seemed pleasing, held the acupuncture point, then jabbed his forehead with a finger.

"Ouch..." the person moaned and slowly opened his eyes.

"Do you know the Heaven-Shaking Silver Hand?" Bai Tao asked.

The man saw Bai Tao, a little girl, and coldly snorted with an appearance of unyielding character.

Bai Tao asked again, but the man didn't answer, only kept snorting coldly.

"Teacher, he..." Bai Tao was out of ideas, her trick of drinking medicine could deceive gentlemen, but clearly not effective against such people.

"Let the professionals handle professional matters." Zhang Ze asked Bai Tao to clear the spot, "Brother Feng, over to you."

Brother Feng is worthy of the title, very professional.

Lin Feng squatted in front of the man, took out a small knife and slapped his cheek with it, expressionless, tone calm, "Name? What are you here for?"

The man snorted halfway, his momentum dissipated, and he acted like a mouse seeing a cat, "I, I'm Liu De. We..."

"Don't lie. Say one word wrong, I'll cut off one finger." Lin Feng's tone remained calm.

The small knife was slapped against Liu De's cheek repeatedly, he felt the cold touch, watched Lin Feng's emotionless gaze, and cowardly yielded.

"I'm just a loose cultivator, called here by that person, he just said to come with him to catch people..."

"You know, doing our... I mean my line of work, never inquire about the employer's business..." Liu De said sheepishly.

Lin Feng nodded, then turned Liu De's body, and seemed ready to cut his fingers.

"Hey! Master, I was wrong! I'll talk! That guy is called Zeng Bao! Like me, he's an outsider cultivator, not from Wangyang City, he's... he's from the Hundred Demons Sect, I really don't know anything else, please don't cut, I have old and young family!"

"Don't call." Lin Feng interrupted Liu De's plead, "Heaven-Shaking Silver Hand? Do you know him?"

"Don't know, I really haven't heard of him, I haven't even been here for a month, I really don't know...." Liu De was about to cry.

Bai Tao asked some questions about the Divine Egg Gang, but Liu De still shook his head unknown.

After knocking Liu De out again, Zhang Ze and the others awoke a few more, but the information obtained was all the same.

"Who exactly is the Heaven-Shaking Silver Hand?" After questioning all the people, Zhang Ze looked at Bai Tao.

Bai Tao seemed a bit awkward, after a long silence, she spoke, "My adoptive father, the Gang Leader of the Divine Egg Gang."

After saying this, Bai Tao turned her face away, not looking at Zhang Ze, "That's a nickname he gave himself, his real name..."

"Real name Wei Dalu..."