Shocked! Even with confirmation, the three still found it hard to believe. If Daoist Master had not died, who would dare use Misty Pavilion to spout such nonsense? Were they tired of living?
Instead of joy at the sudden news, they were filled with suspicion.
The three even had their doubts. More precisely, they did not dare acknowledge him rashly, fearing that Guan Fangyi and the others had fabricated a fake for some unspeakable purpose.
People who had reached their position and spent so long mired in conflict, entangled in far too much intrigue and deception, were prone to seeing conspiracies everywhere.
Niu Youdao spoke. "Worried it is fake? What is real cannot be faked, and what is fake cannot become real." With that one sentence, he seemed too lazy to explain further.
Guan Fangyi added, "We had not intended to disturb you. Daoist Master's original intention was that, if he could not return, we were not to bother you. We were simply to leave and have you directly submit to Purple Gold Cave. However, Daoist Master returned in secret, so the arrangements for what came after naturally had to change. That is why we came."
Lan Ruoting, with his adviser's instincts impossible to shake, tested the waters. "Why has everyone at Misty Pavilion said that Daoist Master perished in the Sacred Realm?"
Niu Youdao gave him a cold look. "Lan Ruoting, are you questioning me?"
Meng Shanming and Shang Chaozong exchanged a glance. The voice did indeed sound like his.
Lan Ruoting hurriedly cupped his hands. "I would not dare. I merely wish to know the reason."
Niu Youdao said, "When riding the rivers and lakes, whether wind or rain, life and death are matters not worth mentioning. Matters of the rivers and lakes should be settled within the