Just then, two figures came racing in from the distance.
Everyone turned their eyes toward the hall entrance.
Chen Qing hurried into the hall, supporting Du Lingchuan, whose face was pale as paper and whose aura was weak and wan.
When Shi Zhenyue, an elder of Xuanjia Gate, saw Du Lingchuan being supported by Chen Qing, he was overjoyed and hurried forward. "Senior Brother Du! It's wonderful that you're all right! How are your injuries?"
Du Lingchuan waved a hand. Though his breath was weak, his voice was urgent. "Junior Brother Shi, I'm fine!"
Seizing the chance, Chen Qing swiftly fixed his gaze on He Yuzhou in the seat of honor and sent him a voice transmission. "Sect Master, Feng Shuhao ambushed this disciple and was killed in return. Before dying, he confessed that the demonic art he cultivated was taught by Zhou Nianchu! Zhou Nianchu is highly likely to be a Demonic Sect mole—he may even be Heart Eater!"
He Yuzhou's seated body gave an almost imperceptible shudder. A stormy wave flashed through his eyes, but having long held the position of sect master, his composure ran deep. His face remained entirely calm; only the fingers holding his teacup tightened slightly.
He had long harbored suspicions.
Feng Shuhao's rapid breakthroughs, the occasional abnormalities Zhou Nianchu had revealed in recent years, and the Demonic Sect's repeated ability to evade encirclement campaigns at just the right moment...
He Yuzhou slowly set down his teacup. His gaze seemed to casually sweep over Zhou Nianchu at his side as he spoke evenly, as though merely making idle conversation. "Villa Master Zhou, speaking of which, your martial nephew Feng Shuhao truly is extraordinarily gifted. He actually caught up from behind and was the first among the younger generation to break through to Gang Jin.