Golden Thread Pavilion.
On the floating island, clouds and mist curled around a magnificent palace.
Old Man Zhuanyu flashed over, hurrying into the palace. He had come because of a summons from the pavilion master, Thirty Flow.
At that moment, Thirty Flow was the only one inside the palace, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Something happened within your disciple's sect."
When Old Man Zhuanyu arrived, Thirty Flow spoke slowly.
"Someone was abducted. They were said to be your disciple's fellow sect member. Those from nearby prefectures who rushed over were also slain by the abductor. Not one survived."
Old Man Zhuanyu's expression immediately turned rather ugly.
"What do you think of this? Who do you believe would strike at the Mysterious Dao Sect? Why abduct someone?"
Thirty Flow slowly turned around. His figure was distorted and obscured by a hazy layer of space, making his appearance utterly impossible to discern.
The implication was already obvious.
The Mysterious Dao Sect was under Golden Thread Pavilion's protection. This was common knowledge. So long as a force operated under Golden Thread Pavilion's rule, no one dared do such a thing.
That left only one possibility: Great Virtue Temple.
If Great Virtue Temple had acted, it meant Yang An's identity as an undercover agent had been exposed.
Yet Old Man Zhuanyu had received no news at all, and the Rule Seal he had placed upon Yang An showed no abnormalities.
If Yang An's undercover identity had not been exposed, why would Great Virtue Temple attack the Mysterious Dao Sect? There was no reason for it.
Then only one possibility remained.
The one who had abducted them was someone the Mysterious Dao Sect had originally been close to—or rather, someone Yang An knew!
Yang An wanted to defect!
Neither Thirty Flow nor Old