There was no need to ask. He had already guessed whom Niu Youdao was referring to. Niu Youdao had only just returned from the Sacred Realm, and now this business of investigating a spy had surfaced. How could it not be aimed at what was happening before them?
Yet he was the Sect Master of Purple Gold Cave. The moment Niu Youdao spoke, he had placed him on the rack. This was neither anonymous nor furtive—someone had publicly accused the sect of harboring a spy. What could he, as Sect Master, do? Could he justify not getting to the bottom of it, or not investigating it?
He had gathered people to intimidate Niu Youdao, to let him know the consequences of acting recklessly. He had also hoped to forcibly brush this matter aside.
Who could have known it could not be brushed aside at all? With a single remark, the other man had entered from another angle, forcing him, the Sect Master, to keep pulling at this thread.
Putting aside everything before this, only at this moment did Gong Lince truly experience it firsthand—or rather, truly realize that Yan Li's earlier words had not been wild imaginings. His caution toward this man had been entirely justified.
Yuan An and the other Purple Gold Cave Elders secretly exchanged glances, their thoughts more or less the same.
The people from Thatched Cottage Estate, meanwhile, were invigorated. Purple Gold Cave's actions had left them frightened and stifled before, but now that Daoist Master had returned, they could clearly sense the beginnings of a counterattack.
Niu Youdao met Gong Lince's eyes. The other party had wanted to skip over the matter, but he had dragged it back. Since the other man had spoken, he raised a hand in gesture. "Matchmaker, before everyone, tell us