"Xia Jingzhi!"
Lin Bai engraved this name firmly in his heart.
Old Man Wuchuan said, "If the deaths of the First Prince and Second Prince were truly related to this person, then he must be somewhere within the Imperial City of Chu, and most likely hiding in the Sun Moon Pavilion of the Third Prince!"
A shadow involuntarily surfaced in Lin Bai's mind.
The mysterious martial artist who had ambushed and killed Ren Xin that day, and the shadow who had intercepted and assassinated Lin Bai before Ding'an Gate, seemed to be the same person.
Most importantly... this person cultivated an entire body of poison arts!
"Could he be Xia Jingzhi?"
Lin Bai muttered to himself.
Old Man Wuchuan sighed softly. "I've told you everything I know. No matter what the final outcome is, I'll leave the Imperial City after the new emperor ascends the throne!"
"Holy Son Lin Bai, my humble abode is crude, so I won't keep you here."
After Old Man Wuchuan finished speaking, he issued an order for Lin Bai to leave.
Lin Bai smiled faintly, rose, and clasped his fists in thanks. "Thank you, Senior. I hope you'll forgive me for troubling you."
Old Man Wuchuan smiled and nodded. With a wave of his hand, a portal of light appeared behind Lin Bai.
Lin Bai turned and stepped into the portal of light, then flew away from inside the Yellow Gourd.
After flying out of the gourd, Lin Bai landed, only to discover that he was in the reception hall of the Celestial Mystery Pavilion.
Meng Ye was drinking tea with Qiao Mo and Qin Yao, waiting for Lin Bai to emerge from the gourd.
"Senior Brother Holy Son."
When Qiao Mo and Qin Yao saw Lin Bai emerge safely from the Yellow Gourd, they