I couldn't be bothered to humor True Person Haoyang by drawing closer, but I was still quite curious about this Du fellow, so I asked Nangong Huan, "Senior Nangong, is this Senior Du the Du Juexian who obtained a godhead from the Demon Race?"
Nangong Huan froze at my question, then shook his head. "No."
I was dumbfounded. Clearly, I wasn't satisfied with that answer. After all, no matter how I looked at it, he ought to be Du Juexian—otherwise, how could he possess such overwhelming strength? Unwilling to give up, I asked again, "Then who is Senior Du...?"
"That has nothing to do with you. Why ask so many questions? Find somewhere to rest first. Senior Du said that Li the Sword Saint entrusted him with looking after this place, and not a single thing may be damaged!" Nangong Huan had no intention of explaining further, which only left me even more puzzled.
So this Senior Du had some old connection with Li the Sword Saint? And had even been entrusted with watching over this place? No wonder he had been so displeased when we argued here. Even a group of terrifyingly powerful old monsters had obediently gone to their own lofts to rest.
I wasn't fond of stirring up trouble either. Besides, with a senior here keeping watch, I couldn't make him lose face, so I said to Wan Songxiao, "Fellow Daoists Wan and Ye, are you planning to rest or what?"
"Heh heh, we'll wait for now. From Fellow Daoist Xia's tone, it sounds like you still want to look around?" Wan Songxiao asked with a grin.
"I want to go see my master." I didn't want to hide it, and I was saying it even more to Nangong Huan. Ye Gong quickly picked up the conversation.