Sweating profusely, Mo Hua calmed his mind and continued listening, hoping to overhear more information.
Hearing what the Pale-faced Man said, Scarface coldly commented,
“If you were a Householder, you wouldn’t have to follow these rules.”
The Pale-faced Man gave an awkward smile, somewhat discontented.
Then, out of curiosity, he asked, “What do you think the Third Householder does every day, hiding in the back of the stronghold?”
“He’s a Formation Master, what else could he be doing?”
The Pale-faced Man was skeptical. “Formation practice is so boring. How can the Third Householder not tire of it?”
“That’s why the Third Householder is a Formation Master, a Householder, and you’re stuck guarding the gate at night,” retorted Scarface, looking down on him.
The Pale-faced Man scoffed, “By that logic, aren’t you just a gate watcher too? Don’t you stand guard with me?”
Scarface turned icy, “Are you looking for trouble?”
The Pale-faced Man was not pleased, and for a moment, tensions rose between them, though they did not actually come to blows.
Evil Cultivators were quick-tempered, yet they knew when to hold back.
After a short while, their moods calmed down. The Pale-faced Man, finding the conversation dull, suddenly snickered suggestively,
“Do you think the Third Householder might have women hidden in the back, living it up night after night?”
Scarface glanced at him coolly and snorted, “Nonsense.”
“How do you know?” pressed the Pale-faced Man, a bit deflated.
“I’ve seen it.”
“You’ve been to the back?”
“I’ve delivered some things to the Third Householder a few times.”
“What did you see?”
Scarface frowned in thought and then said, “The Third Householder, in the back, if he’s not drawing formations, he’s looking at a picture…”
Mo Hua, who was listening intently, suddenly had a thought.
A picture?
What kind of picture?
If the Third Householder was a Formation Master and was drawing formations at night, could it be some rare Formation Diagram?
“That’s not impossible…”
Mo Hua nodded, then suddenly paused, as a term popped into his mind.
“Could it be… a Contemplation Map?!”