Many times, whenever Baiqiao thought of True Venerable Qu, he could not help but feel a bit of a headache.
In his eyes, everything about this man was good—except that he was far too unconventional, and far too untamed.
If anyone said he had suppressed True Venerable Qu, he would absolutely refuse to admit it: every True Venerable outside the sect had received support!
That was True Venerable-level resource support. If anyone called that suppression, then by all means, come suppress me too!
But communicating with that man was especially difficult. They had tried many times to draw him into the sect, yet the other party had always kept them at a respectful distance.
The disciple beside Baiqiao knew what his master was pondering.
He was also somewhat worried about the current situation. "That one's momentum is growing stronger and stronger now, and he even wants the sect to take the blame..."
Baiqiao glanced at him. "Do you think he intends to deliberately set up his own faction too?"
"People change," the Nascent Soul Realm disciple replied, thinking to himself, Master, isn't that what you think too?
"Now he's like oil over a roaring fire, brocade piled with flowers. Once he's pushed into that position, it'll be very easy for him to be unable to step down."
Of course I know that! Baiqiao asked without showing a thing, "Then what do you think should be done?"
"With the other side building up momentum like this, we should at least come up with a plan," the disciple answered in a deep voice. "Why don't we take the initiative and set a rough date?"
"Heh." Baiqiao smiled, and there was a touch of disappointment in that smile, as well as helplessness.
"If we really do that, believe it or not, he'll dare