In that instant alone, the three of them understood!
The three roared inwardly. No wonder! They had wondered before where the other sects had suddenly gotten all those leads in their cases. The inspectors from every sect had always been about the same—how had the others suddenly become so capable? It concerned life and death; by all rights, their own sects' inspectors would not have failed to work hard.
So this was where the problem lay. Now they understood. No wonder people from Misty Pavilion had repeatedly vanished at such a critical juncture. They truly understood now!
Although Xi Haitang had spoken vaguely, the three still understood. It was a true awakening!
They also understood why Xi Haitang had refused to spell it out. Could such a matter be spoken of plainly?
For the moment, the three said nothing. Their eyes flickered, each harboring his own schemes.
A Blood God Hall disciple flashed over and reported, "Master, His Majesty has sent word, inviting the three Sect Masters over for a discussion."
"Cough, cough!" Qu Fan gave a dry cough and cupped his hands toward Xi Haitang. "Brother Xi, His Majesty has summoned us. There must be some urgent matter, so we should not delay. We shall take our leave!"
Xi Haitang smiled. "I will not see you out."
Guan Jitai cupped his hands. "Brother Xi's guidance shall be remembered by us all."
Xi Haitang's expression immediately turned solemn. "What do you mean by that? I did not say anything."
Wu Chengyu said, "Exactly, exactly. We shall remember this favor."
Xi Haitang's face darkened slightly. "I do not understand what you are talking about."
The three exchanged meaningful looks, showing their understanding of one another's reactions. Then they all cupped their hands. "We have troubled you greatly. Farewell!"
Xi Haitang returned