"Boundless Pavilion? He dared hide in Boundless Pavilion?" Du Wuxu was somewhat surprised. He snatched the secret letter into his hand and read it himself. As he read, his brows suddenly rose, and a name slipped from his lips. "Lan Ming?"
Si Shaodong sighed inwardly. Whether it was true or false remained unknown, but since Hundred Rivers Valley dared report it this way, it was probably not far from the truth.
He did not even know what to say about Lan Ming. When the Nine Saints restructured Misty Pavilion, whom were they targeting? Everyone knew perfectly well. They could not possibly have been targeting the people at the bottom, could they? With Lan Ming's affair coming to light, the Nine Saints would likely grow even more suspicious of people at their level, and become even more determined to strike at people at their level.
Lan Ming had already reached such a position, yet he still would not behave himself. What was the point of this?
Still, it was understandable. Precisely because he had reached such a position and had no other pursuits left, he craved immortality all the more. Who could willingly watch themselves grow old and die?
Even those who had never entertained such thoughts out of fear would probably not escape the Nine Saints' suspicions. This hidden contradiction seemed forever without a solution.
As Du Wuxu read on and saw Li Zhengfa's report that they had already withdrawn, his eyes widened slightly and anger appeared on his face. "They weren't keeping watch? The man ran off, and they didn't even know? Who told them to withdraw?"
Si Shaodong cautiously said, "Master, this is understandable. One of their disciples vanished from Heavenly Lake Inn for no reason, and he was someone who knew critical information. They would certainly fear