Jiu Feng Was Dumbfounded: You're Sending Me to Golden Ao Island to Ask Someone Again? When It Comes to Screwing People Over, the West Still Takes the Cake!

"Why didn't you stop me then, fellow Daoist?"

Pingxin let out a faint sigh.

Qingyuan laughed heartily. "I saw how smoothly and decisively you sent him away, so I assumed you already had a suitable candidate in mind and had no need for anyone else's help."

"Besides, this is your residence. As an outsider, what propriety would there be in me speaking up?"

He gently shook his head.

His words made Pingxin's face flush slightly.

What talents did the Underworld Bureau have?

Those Witch Clan fellows were more reckless than the last. Once they got carried away, they might even tear down the Underworld Court itself. Who would dare use members of the Witch Clan to handle affairs?

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think we should do?"

Pingxin suddenly felt troubled, unsure whom she could ask for help.

"That depends on whether you are sincere enough to invite the First Disciple of Jie Sect again."

Qingyuan smiled inwardly, though his face remained expressionless. "Looking across the Primordial Wilderness, I believe no one besides him possesses the talent to shoulder the task of reviving the Underworld Bureau."

"If I personally go to Golden Ao Island and invite him, and that can ease the resentment in Nephew-Disciple Qingyuan's heart, then it will be worth it!"

Pingxin sighed deeply.

Yet Qingyuan's tone remained calm. "That depends on your choice, fellow Daoist. I have always preferred freedom and ease, and I have never involved myself in the establishment of factions. Today, it would not be proper for me to interfere in the expansion of the Underworld Bureau within the Netherworld. Its success or failure depends on you as well."

"Since the matter has been settled, I shall take my leave first."

"Could it be that you blame me for failing to recognize talent, fellow