Security at Gongsun Qiong's residence had been greatly tightened after the assassination attempt. They had not only brought Zhang Yunji to stay at the estate, but Chu Hongyuan had also brought over the Wantong Chamber of Commerce's only Spirit Saint from the imperial capital.
It was fair to say that the security at Gongsun Qiong's estate was now almost on par with that of the imperial palace.
Following Zhao Xiaodao into the Gongsun estate, they turned several corners and arrived at the rear courtyard, where Gongsun Qiong lived.
"Stop!"
Just as the three were about to enter the rear courtyard, a voice called out from behind them. They instinctively turned around and saw Chu Hongyuan. Beside him stood a richly dressed old man who looked quite ordinary. Ma Feifei couldn't make out his cultivation, but the man's eyes were as deep as the sea, impossible to fathom.
This must be the Spirit Saint from the Wantong Chamber of Commerce, Ma Feifei thought.
"Thunder Saint, Venerable Chu," Zhao Xiaodao greeted them.
"Shopkeeper." Chu Hongyuan walked over with Thunder Saint and greeted Ma Feifei.
Thunder Saint glanced at Ma Feifei, then turned his attention to Puzhi.
"You're a monk from Leiyin Temple?" Thunder Saint's voice was low, and its resonance carried the rumble of thunder. He was clearly a master of lightning.
"Amitabha Buddha. In answer to your question, sir, I am," Puzhi replied, pressing his palms together.
"Thunder Saint, this master says he knows some medicine and might be able to cure the president, so I brought him here," Zhao Xiaodao explained nervously.
Ma Feifei was close to Gongsun Qiong, and the two were business partners as well, so there was no reason to suspect Ma Feifei of wanting to harm her. But Puzhi was an outsider. His sudden arrival at