The Secret of the Array Plate, Bai Jingyun

Seeing the troubled look on Bai Yunhua's face, Song Qingming was puzzled for a moment, unable to understand what matter had put him in such a difficult position.

Just as he was about to speak again, Huang Siyuan rose before him and said with a smile, "Since Fellow Daoist Bai has something important to discuss, Husband, go inside and speak with him. I'll brew another pot of tea for you."

Song Qingming nodded slightly at her words and said nothing more, taking the initiative to walk toward a side room.

Seeing this, Bai Yunhua gave a brief instruction to his grandson, telling him to wait where he was. He then immediately followed behind Song Qingming, and the two soon arrived at a private room farther inside.

After gesturing for Bai Yunhua to sit, Song Qingming raised a hand and lightly waved it, setting up a Soundproof Barrier between them before asking, "There are only the two of us here. Whatever you wish to say, Fellow Daoist Bai, just say it. If you have truly encountered some difficulty, or if someone has made things hard for you, simply tell me.

"My Song Family has stood for many years. We may not boast of an impeccable reputation, but we do have rules. If someone has dared throw sand in my eyes, I certainly will not tolerate them."

Seeing that Song Qingming still believed he had suffered some grievance and found it difficult to speak plainly, Bai Yunhua hurriedly shook his head. "Senior Song misunderstands. Everything I said earlier was true; I did not mean to stand on ceremony with you.

"The reason this junior wished to meet Senior separately is because I have an extremely important matter I wish to discuss with you. I hope Senior will not blame me."

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