After leaving the separate compound where Lin Bai was staying, Ma Leiyu hurried back.
Once he returned to his room in the Ma family branch residence, he immediately activated the formation and sealed off all the surrounding space.
Only then did he take out a compass and activate the projection formation.
Before long, light shimmered across the compass placed on the ground, and the projection of a middle-aged man emerged.
"Leiyu, how did it go?"
"Did you tell Lin Bai, the Imperial Son, what I instructed you to?"
"And what did he think?"
As soon as the projection formation activated, the middle-aged man's voice came through.
"Father, let's set that matter aside for now. I have another major matter to tell you."
Before his father, Ma Leiyu could no longer suppress the wild joy and excitement on his face.
His father asked, "What is it?"
"Father." The White Emperor's Disciple said anxiously, "If you became the Holy Son, you wouldn't be in such a passive position while negotiating with Peng Pengxiao's son."
As the White Emperor's Disciple grew more agitated, anger appeared on his face. "Father, are we really going to let the Peng family suppress the Ma family forever?"
"Within the Imperial Son, every core and vital position is held by Lin Bai's martial artists. Your three great families have no right to meddle."
The image of his father vanished from the projection formation.
The White Emperor's Disciple said indignantly, "Of course I know. How could such a paltry wedge-driving scheme from Peng Pengxiao's son deceive my eyes?"
Hearing this, Peng Pengxiao hurriedly said, "Father, we must act quickly. Peng Pengxiao's son will leave Qilin City through the teleportation formation at dawn tomorrow!"
"For the past twenty thousand years, every Holy Son of the Pure Yang Sect has been