The three of them turned around together. Yue Qianchou wore a baffled expression, looking at Saintess of the Underworld Taishu Xuan, then at Da Minglun, but not at himself. Of course, looking at himself would have been inconvenient. He seemed not to know whom Bai Qi meant by "Yue Qianchou."
Bai Qi stared at Yue Qianchou, who was playing dumb, and said with a half-smile, "Yue Qianchou, do you really want me to tear off the mask on your face with my own hands before we speak?" Da Minglun's expression changed slightly, while Saintess of the Underworld Taishu Xuan remained utterly unmoved.
"Uh..." Yue Qianchou was speechless. Given Bai Qi's cultivation, it should not have been difficult for him to see that Yue Qianchou wore a mask. Yet Yue Qianchou refused to believe Bai Qi could see his true face through it; at most, he was merely suspicious. Perhaps he was trying to trick him... Yue Qianchou raised a hand and pointed at his own nose. "Underworld Emperor, are you calling me? My name is Niu Youde. How could the Underworld Emperor mistake me for Yue Qianchou?" He was utterly unwilling to give up until he reached the Yellow River.
"Mistake you?" Bai Qi snorted. He was somewhat displeased, yet he still maintained the bearing of a refined gentleman as he pointed at Yue Qianchou and smiled. "If you had stood before me alone, I might not have connected you with Yue Qianchou. Da Minglun has deep ties with the two Demon Cultivators from your World Commerce Association, so presumably his relationship with you is no ordinary one either. And among Lesser Immortal cultivators favored by the Saintess... I have only ever heard her mention one fellow named Yue Qianchou. She has never mentioned anyone else. And do not forget,