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As the sect master listened to his report, the more he heard, the more he furrowed his brows.

How could Gu Qingyu be so foolish? It was obvious those people didn’t want anything to do with her, yet she still had the audacity to pester them this shamelessly? Who else paid any attention to her?

“In any case, Gu Qingyu truly did many things she shouldn’t have. Both disciple and Sister Zi Mo advised her to no avail before things came to this sorry state,” Mo Zheng said.

“What did Lord Yaan say to you?”

Without asking further about Gu Qingyu, the sect master inquired about Lord Yaan instead.

“I did not speak with him. However, just before parting ways, I heard Lord Yaan say that he would send someone to Qingyun Sect to settle this account,” Mo Zheng replied.

“Revered Master, the couple by Lord Yaan’s side have a high cultivation level. Almost all of the Liushang Sect’s members have been killed by them,” he said, adding another sentence in fear that his Revered Master would dismiss the people by Xiang Qiyan’s side. He didn’t know who Xiang Qiyan would send, but whoever it was, their Qingyun Sect could not afford to provoke them because they had the backing of King Yaan Residence.

“Huh!”

Upon hearing this, the sect master let out a heavy sigh.

How could he not know this? Each and every member of the royal family was not to be trifed with, let alone King Yaan of the Xiang Dynasty. He had heard that the old emperor had early ideas of passing on his throne to Xiang Qiyan and taking on the relaxed role of Retired Emperor.

And the reason Xiang Qiyan was injured was most likely greatly tied to the succession to the Xiang Dynasty’s throne, wasn’t it?

“Are you certain it has been the Liushang Sect constantly pursuing Lord Yaan?” he asked.

“I am certain,” Mo Zheng confirmed, nodding his head without any doubt.

They had faced the people of the Liushang Sect. How could they not be certain?

“As far as this current sect master knows, the leader of the Liushang Sect has had a secret understanding with King Feng of the Xiang Dynasty,” the sect master spoke in a deep voice.

“What?”

Mo Zheng was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“Didn’t Prince Feng grow up alongside Lord Yaan? How could he possibly… That’s extremely ungrateful and treacherous,” he said.

“Ungrateful and treacherous?”

The sect master scoffed, lightly patting his disciple’s shoulder.

“That’s the throne we’re talking about. What does ingratitude matter? Whoever ends up sitting on that seat has the power to rewrite history. Zheng’er, don’t oversimplify matters,” he cautioned.

Did he think no one coveted his position as the leading disciple of Qingyun Sect?

It was only because he, as the Revered Master, had been stern and unyielding to any mischief, thus creating a comparatively clean and focused environment for his cultivation.

But now it seemed that such an approach might have been mistaken.

“Go back and rest. As for the matter with Lord Yaan, your master will take care of it,” he said, waving Mo Zheng off, signaling him to leave. Then the sect master also departed from the grand hall.

Watching his Revered Master leave, Mo Zheng couldn’t shake the feeling that he had missed something. Why did his master’s expression seem somewhat despondent?

…

“They’re going to Qingyun Sect?”

Hearing Zhan Beiye’s words, Xiang Qiyan finally set aside what he was working on and lifted his head to look at him.

“Why, weren’t they supposed to be coming over? Why suddenly detour to Qingyun Sect? Has something happened? Do you need help?” he asked, bombarding Zhan Beiye with a rapid succession of questions, leaving him somewhat confused.

“They shouldn’t need it, should they?” Zhan Beiye hesitantly asked, almost questioning himself.

That couple alone, with their own strength, destroyed the Liushang Sect. So Qingyun Sect would likely be no challenge for them either, right?