Song Qingshu leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, "I ran into another Grandmaster near Temujin's bedchamber just now. Do you know who he was?"
Feeling the warm breath he exhaled, Haemish found it a little ticklish. She leaned back slightly, her eyes full of confusion. "Another Grandmaster? I've never heard of one."
Song Qingshu was not surprised. From his experiences roaming the imperial palaces of various states over the years, every palace had its hidden experts. Otherwise, with so many masters in the world, how could an emperor sleep soundly?
Such experts were virtually unknown to outsiders. They would only appear when the emperor faced danger, making them the emperor's final trump card.
"I heard someone call him the Demon Sect. Does that ring any bells?" Song Qingshu added after thinking back.
"The Demon Sect?" Haemish was startled and hurriedly asked, "Was he tall and powerfully built, with skin like crystal and blue eyes?"
Song Qingshu recalled the man he had just seen and quickly nodded. "That's right."
"Then it was definitely him," Haemish sighed. "He is Pang Ban's master, Meng Chixing, known as the Demon Sect. Rumor had it that he passed away in meditation many years ago. I never expected him to be hiding in the imperial palace. How sinister."
Haemish was deeply shaken. Everything she had done over the years had been aimed at Temujin. If they truly came to blows someday and the other side suddenly produced another Grandmaster, she might die without even knowing how.
It was simply too sinister! She sighed again.
"He is Pang Ban's master?" Song Qingshu frowned. "But his cultivation didn't seem stronger than Pang Ban's."
In truth, because Pang Ban had failed to complete the Dao Heart Seed Demon, he was relatively weak among Grandmasters.