Xu Yi had agreed to Lei Qianxiao's invitation this time simply by going with the flow. In truth, he had been waiting to meet the three of them all along.
After all, he had come to Guanglong Hall with two main tasks: one was to restore its fortunes, and the other was to investigate Qing Xiu's death.
He had done a decent job with the first. The second had only just begun to come into focus, and to get to the bottom of it, he still needed these three hall masters.
The bloodshed this time had merely given him an opportunity to bring the undercurrents hidden in the dark into the open.
Now that he had accomplished his aims, there was naturally no need to keep up the act.
He believed that once everyone had torn off their masks, there was no point in pretending any longer.
Wang Qijue said, "Old Lei, Old Zuo, if we'd known Brother Xu was such a remarkable man, there'd have been no need for us to struggle at all. We should've conceded early and spared Brother Xu the long spectacle. In truth, even if we hadn't sought him out, Brother Xu would have come looking for us sooner or later. Qing Xiu couldn't die in vain, and Guanglong Hall had to give Xuanqing Sect an explanation. That's why Brother Xu accepted Old Lei's invitation."
"Brother Xu also understands that our three factions have long been at odds. With one little act, he easily forced us to show our ugliest sides. Such insight and skill are beyond me, so I'll simply stop fighting. I'll tell Brother Xu everything he wants to know."
"Qing Xiu was killed by the Witch Ghost Sect. They're a newly founded sect. Though they have no experts who've survived a tribulation,