"Ah, Aunt Xia, becoming an assistant to the council hasn't helped you at all. Instead, I've dragged you into trouble. I really can't rest easy." I sighed, feeling all the more guilty about Pang Rujun's and Liu Yi's deaths.
"Don't blame yourself. The enemy has been plotting for a long time and has kept well hidden. This might not even have anything to do with you. Think about it: Yun Fengyang, Yan Huafeng, and Cui Lan all died one after another. Several leaders of the nine great Daoist sects in the south have also lost their lives. Now only Zhang Suli and I are left. Don't you find that strange?" Aunt Xia had no answers either. She had already ruled out, one by one, the possible explanations she had come up with earlier.
I considered this for a moment, then began explaining, "Yun Fengyang..."
"Yitian, what if someone deliberately maneuvered all of them into opposing you? What would you think then?" Aunt Xia prompted me.
I was immediately at a loss for words. It seemed that the mastermind behind the scenes might have been controlling far more than I realized. But what he wanted was something I simply couldn't understand.
"All right, go see your friends. I just wanted to tell you to be more careful from now on and always pay attention to the little details. I'm still injured, and I'm tired," Aunt Xia said.
Aunt Xia was as cool and reserved as ever. I took a deep breath and said, "All right. Take care, Aunt Xia. I'll find the killer as soon as possible and avenge Master Pang and Master Liu."
After leaving her room, I exchanged a few more words with Qixuanzi. Then Sun Chongyang eagerly tagged along as I went to visit Li Qinghe and the