Framing The Third Prince?

"Don't worry, master. I'm only like this when I'm with you. I act very normally in front of other people." Elder Ming stuck out his tongue and licked his hand. There was a suffocating aura of evil that blanketed his entire body. "However, I feel so uncomfortable in this suit of skin. When those monks start chanting, I'm afraid that I can't stop myself from devouring those humans."

Hearing this, the man in white flicked his finger. Following that action, an invisible seal appeared on Elder Ming's body. "With this seal, the monks can chant all they want without affecting you."

"I knew that Master would have a way," Elder Ming crooned as he twisted his neck back into a straight position. Still feeling a little wary, he said, "Regarding Baili Jia Jue…"