"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow. He was not surprised that Zhang Sanfeng had passed the position to Yu Lianzhou. Back then, Song Yuanqiao had originally been set to succeed as sect leader, but because his son had mistakenly killed his Seventh Martial Uncle, Mo Shenggu, he could only step down in disgrace. Though Song Qingshu was now doing exceedingly well, the matter of accidentally killing Mo Shenggu could never be erased. Zhang Sanfeng could not possibly pass the sect leader's position to Song Yuanqiao again.
Yu Lianzhou's succession had long been what everyone expected; it was merely that no formal succession ceremony had been held. He had only been acting sect leader, but now he was clearly about to become the official one.
Seeing him remain silent, Ruan Xingzhu said cautiously, "You're usually impossible to pin down. Even if the Wudang Sect wanted to notify you, they wouldn't have been able to find you. I received this news not long ago, but since the successor wasn't your father after all, I didn't mention it to you."
Song Qingshu laughed. "Did you think I'd be angry because my father didn't get the sect leader's position? In truth, Second Uncle Yu is the most suitable candidate. I made a mistake back then, and if my father had succeeded as sect leader, he wouldn't have been able to convince the public."
Seeing that he truly did not seem to mind, Ruan Xingzhu finally sighed in relief. "What you care about now is the struggle at court. These minor squabbles of the martial world truly aren't worth taking to heart. With a son as accomplished as you, Hero Song would be far better off as a Supreme prince than as the Wudang sect leader."
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes. "What Hero Song? You