Just then, a crisp voice came from outside the door. "Martial Uncle Wang Wu, the Sect Master wants you to go see him."
Wang Wu turned her head and saw a pretty young woman in white standing in the doorway. This girl was none other than True Person Fengyin's daughter, Little Ling'er.
"Got it. I'll be right there." Wang Wu answered, then said to Xuan Mo, "You go back and wait for me first. Don't go wandering around."
Xuan Mo nodded and turned to leave the Assembly Hall. As he walked, he pondered Wang Wu's words. His background, the people who had framed him—all of it left him confused and uneasy. He had a vague feeling that he was about to be drawn into a massive conspiracy...
Meanwhile, Wang Wu arrived at the Sect Master's main hall, only to discover that besides True Person Fengyin, there was also someone she never expected to see—Hai Yunfan.
"Senior Brother, what did you call me here for?" Wang Wu asked with a grin.
True Person Fengyin's expression was solemn. "Wang Wu, the disciple guarding the mountain just told me that he saw you sneaking around near the Spiritual Sword Hall last night..."
Wang Wu's expression darkened. "Senior Brother, say that again... Me? Sneaking around? I'll give you a chance to reorganize your wording. Otherwise, don't think that just because you're the Sect Master, I won't beat you up."
Hearing this, True Person Fengyin gave an awkward smile. "Junior Sister, there may have been some inaccuracies in how I put it just now. But you really didn't go there yesterday, did you?"
Wang Wu chuckled. "Do I look sick to you? Why would I run to the Spiritual Sword Hall in the middle of the night? It's just an ancestral hall. Other than memorial