"Say it, Master!" "If Shi Shi tries to take you away, will you kill me?" "Be!" An emphatic answer. "Committing sin, I am your master. I teach you the skills and techniques for your cultivation, but you won't let him take away your house?" "Why don't you stop whining and look at the urn? No, I'll get another one." Yang Ji squinted at him and raised the palm-sized bottle. "Evil ACTS. The rest of your ashes in your mouth?" The old man slumped in the big chair was dying, twitching ...