Wei Yunqing blocked Sheng Yuhong's path, putting on the airs of an uncle-master as she asked:
"Junior Nephew Sheng, I heard you performed quite well in this grand competition and ranked among the top hundred in the Five Regions."
Sheng Yuhong lowered his eyes and said:
"Just a matter of luck. Junior Sister Wei flatters me."
Seeing that he had no desire to say more, Wei Yunqing felt a surge of nameless anger. Still, she knew this was not the right setting, so she asked with a cold face:
"Junior Nephew Sheng, do you know where Ranxi went?"
Ever since boarding the Flying Ship, she had not seen Wei Yunxi again. Since she happened to spot Sheng Yuhong, she stopped him to ask.
Sheng Yuhong remained courteous as he replied:
"I do not know. If Junior Sister Wei wishes to find someone, you may send a Message Talisman. Venerable Yuling is also aboard the Flying Ship, so you may ask him directly."
The moment Wei Yunqing heard Yuling's name, she immediately backed down. She had long heard of Wei Yunxi's master and had once envied her. But ever since learning that Zuoqiu, her nominal master, wanted Yuling dead, she had kept as far away as possible, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.
Wei Yunqing knew full well that she could hop about in front of Yunxi. So long as she did not touch her younger sister's bottom line, at worst she would get a beating. After all, they were blood relatives. But Venerable Yuling was different—he could kill her with the twitch of a finger.
Thus, after Sheng Yuhong said that, she gave up on asking further about Yunxi's whereabouts and waved him away.
Sheng Yuhong did not mind. He cupped his hands in a proper salute before turning