After breakfast, the group set off once more for the gathering place of the Six Great Sects.
Abbess Miejue was still somewhat puzzled about why Song Qingshu had disappeared as well, but her confusion was only slight.
Along the way, Miejue led her disciples toward the gathering place. Unlike usual, when everyone stayed solemn and silent with their master present, the atmosphere was lively this time.
With Jiang Siming walking among the female disciples and casually telling a few old-fashioned modern jokes, he was able to make them laugh until their stomachs hurt.
Thus, Jiang Siming quickly hit it off with the female disciples of the Emei Sect. Surrounded by the girls, he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Soon, everyone arrived at the Six Great Sects' gathering point. When the guards saw that the Emei Sect had arrived, they immediately went to report it.
Before long, people from the various sects came out to welcome them.
While Abbess Miejue exchanged pleasantries with them at the front, Jiang Siming was still teasing the girls among the female disciples.
On the Wudang Sect's side, Song Qingshu, who was standing beside Song Yuanqiao, recognized Jiang Siming at a glance.
"Dad, look, it's him!"
Song Yuanqiao took a look and was somewhat shocked. Wasn't Jiang Siming the person the Emei Sect had issued a kill order against? Why was he now mixed in with the Emei Sect?
"Dad, this man humiliated our sect in the past and seriously injured Junior Brother Wuji. Should we take this opportunity to have the Six Great Sects kill him first?"
Song Qingshu spoke viciously. He was hardly trying to avenge Junior Brother Wuji.
He had simply seen Jiang Siming getting close with Zhou Zhiruo. Her shy yet happy expression had set his jealousy ablaze, and he wished he could