No matter how utterly at a loss they were, the personnel of the seven sects still had to rack their brains to investigate, poring over those testimonies again and again in hopes of finding some clue.
Even if it was only for show, they still had to put on the act. This was something the Nine Saints were personally watching—who would dare not perform properly? If their slackness was noticed, they might not even know how they died.
As dawn faintly broke, Yuan Se lay naked on the bed, sleeping amidst several naked women, his snores rising and falling.
The door opened, and a woman draped in sheer gauze, her figure half-veiled and half-revealed, walked in. A half-veil covered her true features. She was Yuan Se's chief personal maid, known as the Consort Yuan.
Every generation of Yuan Se's chief personal maid was called the Consort Yuan.
Walking to the bedside, the Consort Yuan spoke directly to the snoring Yuan Se. "Young Master, the five people Ding Wei met last night were secretly investigated. During the period of the incident, they requisitioned five flying birds."
Though Yuan Se was no longer young and had grown outrageously fat, the women around him had always called him "Young Master." Throughout the entire Great Yuan Sacred Land, only this group of women addressed him that way.
The snoring stopped. Yuan Se seemed to mutter in his sleep, "Handle it." He rolled over and reached out, grasping the ample breast of the woman beside him.
The Consort Yuan turned and left. Once outside, she closed the door behind her...
Several dozen li outside Heaven-Questioning City, several people stood guard at the entrance of a cave.
More than a dozen people descended from the sky, all scantily clad women. At their head was the Consort