Ghost King Qianji had pushed all responsibility away with a single sentence. From what she knew of Baili Yanque, if he had sufficient evidence, he would have come to arrest her long ago instead of sending two juniors to test her attitude. Thus, she did not show the slightest hint of guilt.
Yunrong Workshop had nothing to do with her in the first place. That fool Qian Sidu had used her name to secretly back Yunrong Workshop and profit from it. Now that trouble had arisen, he had tossed the mess onto her. She would not bother with it. Not only would she ignore it, she would toss the blame right back where it came from.
Thus, when she saw that the Female Ghost Immortal before her did not respond, she propped up her chin and said:
"Enough. Since you have come here, you must have been sent on a mission. I will not make things difficult for you, and I should give Baili Yanque some face as well. Go to the City Lord's Mansion and find Qian Sidu. While I was in seclusion, he handled all the affairs of the mansion. He should know some matters even better than I do."
After hearing this, Di Fei blinked her alluring eyes and smiled as she cupped her hands.
"Since that is the case, Honglan will not disturb Ghost King's peace any longer."
The two then left the discussion hall. Yunxi had not spoken from beginning to end. Only after stepping out of the mansion did she ask her first question.
"Honglan, was the one we met Ghost King Qianji's Clone?"
Di Fei nodded.
"Yes. Golden Cup Silver Lamp is about to open. Qian Ji surely would not choose to leave at such a critical juncture. Sending a Clone into the