"Deputy Cult Master?"
Liu Yidao sneered. "Di Nüfeng, have you gone stupid? What are you talking about?!"
Di Nüfeng frowned.
She did not know what was going on either. Li Xuanxiao had told her this.
Liu Yi, Peak Master of Little Bamboo Peak of Shu Mountain, was the Deputy Cult Master of Heavenly Fiend Hall.
The companion who had once spent every day and night with her.
Di Nüfeng looked him up and down. Wasn't this a man?
Besides, their auras were not the least bit alike.
Spiritual light flowed around Liu Yi's hand. "Di Nüfeng, where is Wang Yushu?"
Di Nüfeng pointed with her little hand, just about to start cursing.
Then she suddenly remembered and took out the Sound Recording Stone in her hand.
A deep, somewhat aged-sounding voice rang out from the Sound Recording Stone.
"Liu Yi, stop pretending. You are the Deputy Cult Master of Heavenly Fiend Hall, a spy planted within Shu Mountain."
Liu Yi stared grimly at the Sound Recording Stone.
"Heh. You want to frame me with just a few words? Aren't you being far too naive?"
As though it had anticipated Liu Yi's response, the Sound Recording Stone said:
"Don't rush. Listen while I explain..."
The logic was actually simple: do not confine yourself to a single point.
This was experience Li Xuanxiao had gained while dealing with all manner of abstract opponents.
From the information known, the Deputy Cult Master was first of all skilled at concealing identity and whereabouts, never showing his true face.
He had vanished for a very long time!!
Later, Li Xuanxiao had learned through an ambush on the Deputy Cult Master that information had leaked.
The undercover agent had nearly been exposed.
Then the problem could only lie with one of the Peak Masters of Shu