Seeing Yun Qingwu's helpless, bitter smile, Ning Wangshu knew she didn't trust his strength and didn't believe he could really handle Xuan Yin Sect and Heavenly Demon Sect.
However, Ning Wangshu didn't care.
He said calmly, "I know you don't believe me right now, but that's all right. Just stand to the side and watch."
He finished speaking and paid Yun Qingwu no further heed. Instead, he looked directly up at the private rooms on the second floor where the people from Heavenly Demon Sect and Xuan Yin Sect were staying.
"Come out, all of you! The Young Sect Master of Heavenly Demon Sect, and whatever elders you've got!"
Ning Wangshu's words startled many people. They followed his gaze toward the private rooms on the second floor where the people from Heavenly Demon Sect and Xuan Yin Sect were gathered.
Inside the private room, the Young Sect Master of Heavenly Demon Sect and the others all frowned.
"How does he know we're in this room? Wanbao Pavilion has a formation that blocks Divine Sense." Elder Wu of Heavenly Demon Sect spoke with a hint of suspicion.
The old man beside him shook his head slightly. "I don't know, but his gaze is fixed directly on our room, and he looks certain. He clearly knows we're here."
"Could the steward from Wanbao Pavilion have secretly told him?"
Another old man asked hesitantly.
"That's possible! After all, it was strange that Wanbao Pavilion's steward had been about to strike that man hard, only to suddenly stop."
"Perhaps, just as the Young Sect Master suspected, he recognized that man's identity—and that man's background is rather extraordinary, or he has some connection to Wanbao Pavilion."
"If so, it's entirely possible he secretly told that man we were in this room."
Elder Wu of Heavenly