"Grandmaster, there are two matters I kept from Master, but I must report them to you."
"What matter needs to be hidden from your master, yet reported to me?"
Jiang Liner looked Li Changshou up and down, naturally finding nothing unusual.
Having fought and struggled outside the sect for years, she had developed sharp instincts.
At this moment, her instincts told Jiang Liner that among her four disciples and granddisciples, this first-time-meeting Dao Return Realm granddisciple before her was far more reliable than her second disciple...
Li Changshou deliberately showed a hint of helplessness and answered, "Master is prone to emotional impulses, so it must be kept from him. But Grandmaster's mind must be exceptionally steadfast; you would not act rashly in a moment of anger and do something you would regret."
Jiang Liner's fingers trembled as she immediately asked, "Could it be... your martial uncle also met with misfortune?"
As expected of a clever person.
That would make what he had to say next much easier.
Li Changshou sighed. "Back then, Martial Uncle went to the Northern Continent to gather herbs and was injured by a poisonous beast. The sect's stewards did not reach him in time. More than eight hundred years ago, Martial Uncle had already reincarnated."
Jiang Liner closed her eyes. Her aura shook for a moment before she quickly exhaled.
"Did this also have something to do with Xianlin Peak?"
"Martial Uncle Wan Jiangyu was searching for a Treasure Herb to repair Master's Dao foundation. The cause of it all was Kuai Si of Xianlin Peak taking a lustful interest in her. Of course it was related."
Jiang Liner clenched her left fist, and the White Tiger Fierce-Soul Blade let out low growls.
"Do you know how that Kuai Si died? Killed by an external enemy?