"Blood-Eyed Soul-Crying Beast?"
At the eastern horizon of White Tiger City, Purple Beard Great Sage, having received a report from his confidant Hu Luo, wore a complicated expression.
"It seems Third Brother has barely made it through this trial. With the Blood-Eyed Soul-Crying Beast's help, plus so many Dao Realm experts, even a Half-step Creation Realm expert would gain nothing from coming here, right?
That murderer should be captured very soon."
At this point, Purple Beard Great Sage gave a dry laugh. "Still, this is a good thing! If we fail to catch the murderer, then once Imperial Father emerges from seclusion, it will not only be Third Brother who gets reprimanded—even I will have to bear Imperial Father's wrath."
"A good thing?"
Hu Feng, Purple Beard Great Sage's chief strategist, curled his lips in a cold smile. "My lord, the murderer being caught is a good thing for Third Master, but not necessarily for you."
Purple Beard Great Sage looked at Hu Feng. The meaning in his gaze could not have been clearer.
"If Third Master personally catches the murderer, then he will have essentially recovered his dignity. He was merely beaten rather badly earlier.
At most, he will suffer some blame and be scolded by the King a few times. It will not damage his foundation. In a few years, so long as he does one or two things to please the King, the impact of this matter can be erased."
"But if the murderer is caught by you, my lord—or if he cannot be caught at all—the consequences for Third Master will be far greater.
At best, his prestige will plummet, his subordinates will become divided, and his hopes of competing for the throne will become vanishingly slim. At worst, he will be driven from White Tiger