The True Martial Platform, Council Hall.
Zhao Gongnian had been sitting in the hall for a full hour. The tea in his hand had long gone cold, but he had not noticed.
Several Yellow Martial Sect elders sat beside him, along with a few experts who had come to the Provincial Capital to broaden their horizons. Every one of them looked anxious and could barely sit still.
"Sect Master Zhao, Young Master Li..." Zhou Yunhe sat in the seat of honor, choosing his words carefully.
"Master Zhou, where exactly has Fenghua gone?"
Zhao Gongnian finally lost patience. He set down his teacup, unable to keep the urgency from his voice.
"Hasn't everything been cleared up? He was framed. How can he have disappeared now?"
"Tell me honestly. Do you people at the True Martial Platform still not trust him...?"
Zhou Yunhe hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding, Sect Master Zhao. Please don't think that. The True Martial Platform bears Li Fenghua no ill will whatsoever, and we haven't detained him. It's just... ah!"
"I truly don't know where he's gone. There are some things I can't explain for now, but I've already notified the Inspector. Please be patient a little longer..."
Zhou Yunhe felt bitter inside. Li Yun had clearly returned to the True Martial Platform with him. How had he vanished?
He was genuinely worried that the people from the Divine Domain might have sneaked back to target Li Yun and already abducted him.
Zhao Gongnian was about to speak again when a figure entered from outside the hall.
Li Qingyan swept a grave gaze over everyone present and asked in a low voice, "Zhou Yunhe, what happened?"
Zhou Yunhe shook his head.
"Inspector, Li... Fenghua is missing. Even I don't know where he went. I'm worried..."
Li Qingyan's expression