Senior Disciple Brother Loses His Temper
"However you look at it, we'd better find this person. Until we do and eliminate this hidden danger, I won't be able to put my mind at ease."
While Shi Yue chatted with Xiaoyaozi, the other factions had also received the news.
In a certain secret chamber, Qu Zhiyang and three others were discussing something. The three men wore deeply furrowed brows, while Qu Feiyan's eyes brimmed with delight.
"Only two attendants died. Is this really worth such a grand display? They even sent a Void Refining Cultivator and eight Spirit Transformation Cultivators?" Qu Zhiming asked with a frown.
"When you beat a dog, you have to consider its master. The force behind Immortal Herb Palace is trying to make an example of someone! Since they sent a Void Refining Cultivator, we can't afford to slight them. Let's go meet him and show our goodwill while we're at it. Yan'er, contact Shi Yue now and tell him we have a lead on the culprit."
Qu Feiyan looked surprised and asked curiously, "Father, who's the culprit? When did you find out who it was?"
"I don't know who the culprit is. I'm just finding an excuse to meet him, and to throw a basin of dirty water on the other factions while I'm at it. Whether Shi Yue believes it is up to him; whether I say it or not is up to me." Qu Zhiyang spoke smugly.
Killing two birds with one stone—what could be better?
Qu Feiyan furrowed her delicate brows, took out her Transmission Mirror, and made a Hand Seal.
Soon, the mirror's surface blurred, and Shi Yue's figure appeared.
"Fairy Qu, it's been a long time."
"It has, Fellow Daoist Shi. Are you all right?" Qu Feiyan asked softly.
"I'm fine!