The young Profound Scholar said, "Senior has seen through me. This junior is indeed a disciple of the Duan Chen Faction."
Ming Chengzi asked, "Which fellow disciple of the Duan Chen Faction are you apprenticed to?"
The young Profound Scholar shook his head. "It is not that this junior refuses to speak, but that I fear bringing trouble upon my master. I ask Senior for understanding."
Ming Chengzi gave a cold snort.
"Even if you do not say it, I can guess who it is. Fine, I will not make things difficult for a junior like you. Let me ask you this: was this Outer Heaven also the work of your Duan Chen Faction?"
The young Profound Scholar said, "This... this junior truly does not know. I have only been here for three days. Perhaps Senior and Chen Xuanji may ask this junior's Martial Uncle?"
Ming Chengzi looked suspicious. "Your Martial Uncle is here too?"
"Yes, Martial Uncle has been here for over a hundred years."
The young Profound Scholar lowered his eyes and spoke meekly. He then bowed to the two of them. "It was precisely Martial Uncle who sent this junior here to welcome you and invite the three honored guests for a discussion."
Ming Chengzi's thoughts raced. He was not particularly familiar with the younger generation of the Duan Chen Faction, but he knew every one of those from his own generation. Yet no matter how he considered it, he could not figure out which one was here.
Chen Chuan said, "Then lead the way."
The situation was unclear. Since the other party had displayed such courtesy, there was no need to start shouting about killing and fighting right away. They could first examine the circumstances, then decide on their response.
Getting in here was somewhat troublesome,