Enlightenment

Back at the junction where Hu Long had split from the expedition team, Wang Mang stood before the Bone Breaking Miasma cloud, tapping his foot with knitted brows.

"Brother Wang, why the anxious face? Don't tell me you're regretting your decision, already."

He turned at the sound of Yao Chen's voice behind him, to see the plain-faced disciple strolling leisurely to his side.

"Brother Yao, you didn't tell me that we would be using something like the Bone Breaking Miasma," Wang Mang began, a trace of annoyance in his tone, "I agreed to keep Hu Long trapped for a few days, not kill him. What if he's been affected?"

Yao Chen just shrugged, that same, gentle smile on his face.

"He's much more competent than you give him credit for. Besides, it's a little late to be worrying about his safety after scheming against him like this, don't you think?"

"That's..."

Wang Mang frowned, unable to retort.