Casting a Long Line to Bait the Fish into Telling a Complete Story, Winter Had Arrived in Yujing

Heting?

Seeing the two characters on the table rapidly fade away, Manager Zhou's thoughts surged like a tide. "Heting Mountain, one of the Three Mountains?"

"Xu Xiaoshou had indeed already arrived in the Central Region?"

"That's right, Heting was Fen Qin's former headquarters..."

"Xu Xiaoshou's first master was Saint Slave Wuxiu, namely Burning Qin, Boiling Crane among the Five Baleful Elders..."

"He took over his gang and went to Heting Mountain. What was he looking for?"

Watching Manager Zhou's changing expression as the Information Bar constantly flashed "Suspected," Xu Xiaoshou gripped his fan and smiled faintly.

He did not need to do much at all. Merely writing the two characters "Heting" was enough for Manager Zhou, with his "intelligence and wisdom," to connect it to many, many things.

This was what it meant to be outwitted by one's own cleverness.

Xu Xiaoshou would never have dared use this move against people like Mu Zixi.

Heting Mountain had merely been a place where Aunt Xiang's sorrowful story had occurred. Yet now, it had become an important link in Xu Xiaoshou's plan.

Setting himself aside and considering things solely from Holy Spirit Hall's perspective: if Xu Xiaoshou came to the Central Region, where was the most likely place he would go? Heting Mountain! And what would he do there?

His master Wuxiu, Burning Qin, Boiling Crane, must have left something behind there—vast as Fen Qin had been, even though more than sixteen years had passed since its destruction, there would surely still be signs of dead ashes yearning to reignite. And only people of the Emberlight Lineage could likely detect those traces.

Was it possible that Xu Xiaoshou would not go to Heting Mountain, that he perhaps did not even know who Burning Qin, Boiling Crane was or where Heting Mountain lay?