Other than Wen Taiji and Wanyan Zang, only three had died: Yuan Lang of Mingfeng Pavilion, Tantai True Person, and Yang Jie. It was nothing like the mutual destruction they had imagined.
Moreover, they had learned that Yulong Stronghold and Mingfeng Pavilion had not only resolved their feud, but were also showing signs of joining forces.
"Sikong Qi, this is nothing like what the family elder said, is it, He Wei?" Xing Yun scratched his head and said helplessly.
"Not the same," He Wei replied blandly.
"Enough nonsense. This mission has changed, and we need to hurry back and tell grandfather and the others. Besides, it isn't just Yulong Stronghold and Mingfeng Pavilion this time. Even the Flame Emperor of the Yuling Group has gotten involved. I can't believe my first mission ended in failure. What bad luck!"
Sikong Qi waved her hand and led Xing Yun and He Wei silently away from Yulong Stronghold, her face full of displeasure.
"Master, what should we do next?"
Inside Consort Ningrong's bedchamber, Ningrong kneaded Xiao Xie's shoulders as she asked curiously.
"Now that Tantai True Person is dead, it is practically certain that Wen Jing will become the next master of Mingfeng Pavilion. Given that girl Wen Jing's temperament, she will surely follow your son, Wanyan Zheng. So there is no longer any need to worry much about Mingfeng Pavilion.
"As for the Zong Family, Zong Shuai was killed by his son and Ning Vi working together. Zong Sheng is a lecherous good-for-nothing and poses no threat. The true controller of the Zong Family now should be that old fellow Sikong Zhenjiu. However, he is cautious by nature. As long as I personally make a move, he will surely choose to keep enduring in silence and wait for a favorable opportunity