I knew the contents of the plate were zombies because I'd eaten them once before, long ago.

When I was learning my skills on the mountain, I was tricked into eating zombie meat by Bu Si Jiang (Undying Jiang), and I vomited so badly I couldn't eat anything for days.

Bu Si Jiang told me then: Remember the color of this meat, remember its taste. In the future, if anyone serves you this kind of thing, you have to eat at least three pieces, even if you vomit your guts out. The third piece must be the heart. Then you must do one thing for them, even if it costs you your life.

That's my only requirement of you.

When Butcher Wang asked me the question, I poked around in the plate with my chopsticks, grabbed a piece of zombie heart, stuffed it into my mouth, and said as I chewed, "Bu Si Jiang is my master."

Actually, I couldn't hold back the urge to vomit, but I had to fulfill what Bu Si Jiang had told me.

There was no master-disciple relationship in name between me and Jiu Gui (Nine Ghosts), but there was in reality.

Leaving aside the kindness of teaching me skills, the five years we spent together in the remote wilderness were enough for me to go through fire and water for their instructions.

Butcher Wang nodded slightly: "Our Wang family has been serving this plate of zombie meat to guests for four generations. Now we finally don't have to anymore. I salute you."

Butcher Wang picked up her wine bowl and drank the wine in one gulp.

I also picked up my wine bowl and took a few big gulps. I had to drink this wine; if I didn't drink something, I might really throw up on the spot.

Bu Si Jiang, what exactly are you trying to do? How did you come up with such a disgusting password?

I put down my wine bowl, outwardly calm: "Senior sister, what do you want me to do?"

Bu Si Jiang had told me: No matter who serves you zombie meat, you must treat them as your fellow disciple.

Butcher Wang pointed to her wine bowl: "Just pour me a bowl of wine."

"That's all?" I was prepared to fight to the death for the Tu Men (Butcher's Clan), but Butcher Wang only asked me to pour her a bowl of wine.

Butcher Wang laughed: "The grudges between Bu Si Jiang and our ancestors, even our ancestors have let go of them, so why should I dwell on their past?"

"Our ancestor said that as long as someone comes to eat this bowl of zombie meat, it means that Bu Si Jiang has a heart. Everything she did back then was worth it. She told the descendants of the Wang family not to make things difficult for Bu Si Jiang or his disciples."

"Besides..." Butcher Wang looked at me with a twinkle in her eye, "I know that if I make other requests, you definitely won't refuse, but you definitely won't be comfortable in your heart."

"Why should I make things difficult for such an interesting little junior brother for the sake of a love-hate entanglement that even our ancestor has let go of? Don't you think so?"

I picked up the wine jug and filled Butcher Wang's bowl: "I salute you, senior sister."

The wine of martial artists represents many meanings. Drinking this bowl of wine means that I recognize Butcher Wang as my senior sister. Once the Tu Men is in trouble, I will definitely rush to their aid and fight for them in the martial world.

Butcher Wang drank another bowl with me, and a rosy flush rose on her fair face: "Little junior brother, you must have come to see me for something, right? If you came specifically for Bu Si Jiang's matter, you should have taken out the token. It seems you didn't know the Wang family was waiting for Bu Si Jiang."

I took out my token and placed it on the table: "Senior sister, have you seen this before?"

"Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren (Yang Jian Life Borrower)!" Butcher Wang said in a low voice, "No wonder I felt your fate was unstable when you came in. Tell me, what do you want senior sister to help you with? I will never refuse."

I told her about the Yin Si (Netherworld) secret order, but Butcher Wang frowned: "To be honest, the Wang family's predecessors intended to resolve the grievances between the two branches of the Tu Men, and they also searched for clues to the disappearance of the Bai family grandmaster."

"I also know that as long as I bring out the clues and persuade the Bai family to explore the secret realm together, the secrets of the past might be revealed to the world."

Butcher Wang changed the subject at this point: "Little junior brother, do you know why I haven't done this all along?"

Seeing me remain silent, Butcher Wang smiled and stood up to serve Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing food and wine: "You two are junior brother's friends, don't be polite."

Ye Yang didn't touch his chopsticks from beginning to end. Ye Yang is like that. I've known him for so long, and it seems he's never touched anyone else's tableware except for my chopsticks.

Feng Ruoxing said softly: "I think Sister Wang is probably unwilling to unite with the Bai family because the case of the Bai family grandmaster's disappearance is too old, and it's still difficult to investigate thoroughly with just some clues."

"Moreover, the grievances between the two branches of the Tu Men are deep, and it won't be easy to persuade them to join forces. Even if they barely reach a cooperation, no one can guarantee that they will definitely get results after entering the secret realm."

"If more people from the two branches of the Tu Men are trapped in the secret realm, it would be a greater loss than gain."

Butcher Wang smiled and said, "What this little sister said is both right and wrong. Little junior brother, what do you say? Senior sister would like to hear what you have to say."

Butcher Wang is testing me.

Although I don't know what her purpose is in giving me this test question.

However, I know that if my answer doesn't satisfy Butcher Wang, the result will be that Butcher Wang will not put in her full effort.

I don't doubt Butcher Wang's promise, but the feeling between people is enough to determine how two people get along.

Butcher Wang's question isn't difficult, but it tests human nature.