Temple of War God!
The next day!
Attic!
"Hall Master, Miao Wei has returned."
Chu Tianran stood before the window as an elderly man appeared behind her.
"When did he return?"
"Last night!"
The elderly man's voice was low. "It seems he sustained some injuries."
Injured?
Chu Tianran narrowed her eyes. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Could my guess have been wrong? Does he truly have no connection to the Demon God Clan?"
"Hall Master, I do not think matters are so simple!"
The elderly man pondered as well. "Miao Wei is exceedingly meticulous. Of the three people he sent to deal with the Young Master back then, he silenced two of them."
"This time, he returned from the Demon God Clan seemingly gravely wounded. We cannot rule out the possibility that it is meant to throw others off."
"..."
Hearing this, Chu Tianran nodded. "I have my own judgment regarding this matter."
"They have arrived!"
As those words fell, the elderly man glanced over, then vanished with a flicker.
The first to enter were naturally Feng Jueming and Fang Tula.
"Hall Master!"
"Hall Master!"
They respectfully dropped to one knee in salute.
"Mm!"
Chu Tianran did not turn around. "Please, sit wherever you like."
They were both her trusted confidants. With no outsiders present, Chu Tianran naturally did not need to be overly stern.
"Hall Master!"
Feng Jueming sat down first. "I heard Miao Wei has returned from the Demon God Clan?"
"Hmph!"
"At least he has some conscience. He knows he is human and shares an irreconcilable hatred with the Demon God Clan. If he had not gone, that would have been truly beneath contempt."
"..."
Fang Tula sat down and echoed, "Though Miao Wei's ambitions have become difficult to conceal these past years, at the very