"Enough talk. I don't have time to stand here arguing with you." The Old Woman's expression darkened.
In the end, though, she turned to leave.
The young man's insolence infuriated her. She wanted to tear him to pieces, but her instincts told her he was dangerous, and she had no wish to start a pointless fight.
"Did I say you could leave?" Jiang Qiao asked with a smile.
A rabbit had delivered herself right to his door. If he let her run off, where would he find her again?
"What do you want?" The Old Woman looked back, her eyes turning cold as a strange rune appeared on her forehead.
"Relax. I just want to ask you a few things."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the rune. It closely resembled the Mo Wen Script he had seen before, though there were differences.
It looked like another way of writing the same character.
And its meaning... seemed to be wind?
"What things?" the Old Woman asked.
"Who planned what happened in Yue City, and why?" Jiang Qiao glanced at the battle in the sky. "That person who showed up is from the Guangming Society, right? Does the Society have many experts like him?"
"You don't know?" The Old Woman looked at him strangely, as if she could hardly believe it.
"Should I?" Jiang Qiao frowned.
Was what had happened in Yue City common knowledge among certain circles?
"That's Mr. Qing of the Guangming Society, a top expert with a chance of reaching the Eighth Tier. The Society has several people at the Seventh Tier Peak, but Mr. Qing is one of a kind," the Old Woman said after a moment's thought.
"As for Yue City, the Old Citizens of the Supernatural World were probably behind it."
"I don't know how they managed