"This knife is too conspicuous; I'll hide it for him.
"Mr. Ning should be able to hear me. I'll hide the knife to the left here, by the third big tree."
Ning Xiyin not only could hear this 'Master' speaking, but his eyes could also move.
He saw that this 'Master' didn't walk over, instead casually tossed the knife, treated as his lifeline, out of sight.
At that moment, he nearly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Wasn't it agreed to hide it in the third tree?
With that throw, who knows where it landed?
Do you even know what kind of knife this is?
Ning Xiyin shouted in his heart, but unable to move, he heard the usually silent woman speak:
"Shall we disguise him?"
"Just change him a bit. Yes, shave the beard, trim the hair. Without that knife, I imagine no one will recognize him."
Listening to this, Ning Xiyin's face turned pale, wanting to shout: "You can do anything, just don't touch my beard!"
Yet... these words could only be yelled in his heart.
