Before long, Cangsong arrived at Yuqing Hall.
Xiao Yicai was called out of Yuqing Hall by Gu Hui. In the entire hall, only two people remained.
Gu Hui's gaze was calm as he stared at Cangsong. He did not even respond to Cangsong's greeting and salute.
Cangsong's hair stood on end, and he felt uneasy all over. At the same time, he secretly wondered whether Daoxuan had discovered something and prepared himself to fight for his life at any moment.
After a long while, Gu Hui finally broke the terrifying silence.
"Junior Brother, you've grown lax in your cultivation. You're only at the fourth level of Shangqing now. Has your state of mind become clouded? If there's something you can't get past, tell your senior brother. Perhaps I can help set your mind at ease."
A gloomy expression flashed across Cangsong's lowered face before he immediately assumed a respectful look and raised his head. "Senior Brother worries too much. My aptitude and comprehension are what they are. Naturally, my cultivation cannot compare to yours."
"Is that so? Junior Brother Tian Buyi and Junior Sister Shui Yue just came to Yuqing Hall. They brought three promising youngsters—the disciples they took in."
Hearing this completely unrelated remark, Cangsong's expression remained unchanged. "Oh? I didn't expect Fat Tian to have such a good eye. For the disciples he accepted to earn a 'promising' evaluation from you, Senior Brother..."
Gu Hui smiled. "His talent is hidden beneath the surface. In all of Qingyun, if anyone can contend with you in cultivation, it would be Junior Brother Tian."
Yet inwardly, he was complaining, He already surpasses you by far. Still, he did not say it aloud. After all, those were their respective trump cards.
Though he could see through them, he had no intention of