Qing Tang lightly stroked the Rattan Chair with her fingertips, one hand behind her back, and said absentmindedly, "Tell me. What did my master ask you to pass on to me?"
Meng Tianyin steadied himself and repeated everything Su Yi had said back then, not changing a single word.
After hearing it, Qing Tang could not help but smile. Her pink, moist lips parted slightly as she murmured, "It seems Master has already noticed that there is something suspicious about my origins."
As she spoke, she raised her eyes to Meng Tianyin. "The reason you were able to return alive probably has something to do with revealing certain matters concerning me, doesn't it?"
Meng Tianyin's heart tightened, and a chill ran down his spine.
This woman's insight was terrifying!
Steadying himself, Meng Tianyin said, "What I know is ultimately limited. Besides, Fellow Daoist, you never said others were forbidden from speaking of your affairs."
Qing Tang smiled. "There is no need to be nervous. I no longer care about such things. By the way, what did Shang Tianqi say?"
Meng Tianyin said, "The Sacrificial Lord said that Su Xuanjun must die!"
Qing Tang's bright eyes slowly narrowed. "Then Qin Feng's death must have dealt him quite a blow. Did he say when he would make his move?"
Meng Tianyin shook his head.
Qing Tang pondered, "Could it be that you will wait until the Fisherman's Great Dao Avatar returns from the Netherworld before taking action?"
The Fisherman!
Hearing Qing Tang refer to the sect leader this way again, Meng Tianyin's expression flickered uncertainly. He could not help recalling the words Su Yi had spoken back then.
"You are hiding something from me. What else did my master say?"
Suddenly, Qing Tang's voice resounded within Meng Tianyin's soul, like thunder brimming