Down below the trees, Li Zi Mu was trying desperately to gain back a little of his reputation. He was completely unaware that his every action was being closely scrutinised by the people high up among the higher reaches of the tall trees.
"Qiao Chu! The bottle that that kid threw out earlier, wasn't it the same bottle that Jun Xie handed to all of us last night?" Fei Yan's sharp eyes saw the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and turned his head to asked Qiao Chu.
Qiao Chu squinted his eyes and said: "After using it last night, I asked Jun Xie if he wanted it back and he told me no. I just slipped it into my clothes and I guessed it must have dropped out while I was sleeping."
