Qian Renxue absentmindedly picked up the teacup and drank from it, while replaying their earlier exchange in her mind. Her husband seemed to be hinting at something, yet he had not made it explicit. Would Spirit Hall really do such things?
Who could have ordered it? Her mother? Or her junior sister, Hu Liena? Or perhaps her grandfather, Qian Daoliu?
It couldn't be her mother. Her mother had already abandoned the plan to overthrow the nation, and with her stationed at Pontiff's Palace, who in Spirit Hall would dare overstep their authority and issue an order to massacre another faction?
Could it be her grandfather? No, impossible. He was only a demigod now; where would he get the confidence to oppose her mother? Or had he split Spirit Hall in two and carried out such acts with the elders and subordinates loyal to him?
For a moment, Qian Renxue's imagination ran wild as she considered every possibility.
"All right, Xue'er. I can tell from that furrowed brow that you're overthinking again. Don't worry, it was only a simple question-and-answer session. If you're still concerned, just pay closer attention to these matters in the future." Tang Yuehua saw Qian Renxue's tightly knit brows and knew she had been frightened by the questions the three of them had discussed. She was surely guessing at all sorts of possibilities.
Only then did Qian Renxue's brows relax. She nodded and said, "I understand, Aunt Yue Hua. I'll pay attention to these matters. I won't let Spirit Hall cause such terrible bloodshed and casualties across the continent."
In the middle of the arena, Su Yuntao spoke with great vigor.
"Welcome, everyone, to the first match of the third round of the finals! This match will be Blue Tyrant Academy versus Star Luo Royal Academy."
"Blue