"Was it the power of a Holy Emperor influencing him? I didn't know much about the First Seat's private affairs, but now I was rather curious..." Xu Xiaoshou secretly wanted to use his own aura again to stir Xiao Kongtong's urge to confide.
He thought that if Ba Zunan's old flame had come from an ordinary family, it was unlikely that no one had known about it for decades.
After all, he was the Eighth Sword Immortal. If he had incurred even the slightest romantic debt, wandering bards would have dug it up long ago and made it fodder for after-dinner gossip.
Yet no one in the world had noticed. That was a huge problem.
In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might not have been so sensitive, but after all he had experienced, the first thing he thought of was "keeping one's mouth sealed thrice."
Who could so easily seal the mouths of the world? The answer was obvious: the power of a Holy Emperor! And what were the odds that Ba Zunan's romantic debt was tied to a Holy Emperor family...
Subjectively, Xu Xiaoshou felt that the possibility was not small. Besides, it fit Ba Zunan's style perfectly—he never did small things, only big ones!
Xiao Kongtong, newly dubbed Moon-Joining Immortal City's Big Mouth by someone, clearly needed no outsider's aura to prompt him. At those words, his mouth fell open, and he stared at his senior Water Ghost in disbelief.
"You don't even know that?"
He cried out softly. As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and glanced around to either side. Seeing that there truly was no one nearby, blazing flames of gossip ignited in his eyes.
"Senior Water Ghost, don't tell me you spent your entire life busy with missions and don't even know about the