Chapter 262: The Art of the Empty Hand
The Greenwater Beggar was right in front of him.
He Jiaqing panicked for a brief moment, then quickly calmed down.
The button on his chest was still vibrating. The connection hadn't been cut, so he was confident that he could escape. He just had to make sure he did it without getting hit by the Greenwater Beggar's abilities.
"Senior… have I offended you in some way?" He Jiaqing asked.
"No," the Greenwater Beggar replied with a pleasant smile. "Just that a friend of mine is rather curious about you. He has a few questions to ask you. What Daoist Path do you follow? What's your cultivation level? You also went to his territory and caused trouble for no reason. So tell me… What exactly were you trying to do?"
He Jiaqing froze for a moment, then replied respectfully, "Senior, I can certainly tell you my Daoist Path and cultivation level. But as for causing trouble in your friend's territory… I am very confused."
The Greenwater Beggar raised his brows. "If you say you are confused, then you're not being sincere."
As he spoke, a festering sore under the corner of his eye burst open and a thin line of green pus slowly trickled down his cheek.
He Jiaqing's eyelid twitched. He knew the Greenwater Beggar was about to make a move. "Senior, I know the rules of Greenwater Bay. By rights, you can only show yourself outside once a year. Are you sure it's worth wasting such a rare chance on me?"