The conversation between Sir Inkwell and the god’s finger gave Xu Qing the sensation that there was something not quite right with the finger....5

The finger’s thinking ability seems off.40

As Xu Qing analyzed the situation, he tried to put himself in Sir Inkwell’s shoes, and figure out the Paintedfolk’s state of mind as he dealt with the situation.0

Meanwhile, Sir Inkwell breathed a sigh of relief. Walking over to the head, he squatted down, poked it and said, “Head, what are you doing here? Don’t tell me. Instead of going into hiding, you let yourself get found by our exalted jailer?”0

The head glared back at him. “Why should I answer your questions, huh? If you’ve got what it takes, kill me! We were all in prison together, did you forget? I’m not afraid of you!”2

Sir Inkwell didn’t seem angry. Narrowing his eyes, he reached out and smacked the head with force.2

The head exploded.4

Smiling, Sir Inkwell looked over at Xu Qing, his eyes flickering with a deep look. “Exalted jailer, you got interrupted just now. What was that...1