Jiang Tai's Answer

"Pa."

The cultivation room on the first floor was pushed open, and a faint smell of blood lingered on the tip of one's nose.

The area was extremely clean when Xu Xiaoshou looked inside. There was not even a drop of blood.

Other than the unconscious person on the long-backed wooden chair in the middle of the room, there was not a trace of anything gory. It seemed as though the room was always as quiet and peaceful as it was right now.

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised and turned around to ask, "Didn't you say that you used heavy punishment and beat Jiang Tai back to his original form?"

Xin Gugu stroked his fair right palm. The color of his skin there was clearly a stark contrast to his bronze-colored skin.

He cursed Xu Xiaoshou viciously in his heart with the strong words he had learned from Mu Zixi. Only then did the corners of his lips curl up and he giggled, "The punishment was not that heavy. I just beat him up."

"Oh."