Luo Qingfeng strolled at the back of the group, looking the most at ease of the three.
Ever since he had laid down the burden on his shoulders, his life had clearly been much easier.
Even his once-aged face looked more than ten years younger.
"I don't know either!"
Fan Yan had settled in the city, but with the body that housed his soul destroyed, he could scarcely improve his strength.
Though he had been Luo Yi's master when Luo Yi was just starting out, and held some standing in the Capital City's Divine Temple, his strength limited him.
There were many secrets he simply wasn't qualified to learn.
He had called everyone to the Capital City this time only because the tense atmosphere there had led him to suspect something was happening.
"What...?"
Tong Lin's expression froze. After a long silence, he asked, "Master Fan, we've only just arrived, but you know the Capital City."
"What happened? And how can we find out? Please point us in the right direction."
"Find out?"
Fan Yan seemed to have had an idea all along, but he had been unable to bring himself to mention it.
Now that Tong Lin had asked, he deliberately lowered his voice. "I do have a way. Whether it works will depend on how you conduct yourselves!"
"Stop keeping us in suspense. Just say it!"
Watching the old man take his time, Tong Lin grew so anxious his cheeks ached.
"That junior sister of yours lives in this courtyard too. You know what my relationship with her was."
Sorrow crossed Fan Yan's face as he spoke.
He had taken Xue Bingxuan in when she was a child, and had been as much a father as a master to her.
He had even raised her to succeed him