The Golden Crow Sect's True Immortals had a fairly proper attitude, but before Feng Jun could speak, Yi Jue stated her position. "There's no need to report to the Golden Crow Sect."
Her reasoning was also exceptionally forceful. "If the Venerable refuses to make the decision, we'll go ourselves! But Spirit Wood Dao cannot be underestimated either. Their connections run deep... If you report this, it would be bad if the news got out."
Only then did the two True Immortals realize that, after learning who the suspect was, there were indeed some things they could not casually talk about.
As the saying went, knowing too much was not necessarily a good thing. How true that was.
The two exchanged a glance, and Qian Cultivation finally spoke. "So... we should enter secluded cultivation?"
Rather than "secluded cultivation," it would be more accurate to call it house arrest—voluntary house arrest, which was also a form of cooperation.
The two could accept it calmly. They could still cultivate while carrying out their assignment, so it was not a bad arrangement. Still, they could hardly be in a good mood—voluntarily entering seclusion and being "put into seclusion" were entirely different states of mind.
Feng Jun shook his head and spoke with a smile. "No need. I trust you two. But I'll need you to cooperate a little more. Pretend that I'm still on the Icefield, and that you're accompanying me on a hunt."
"Accompanying you on a hunt..." Qian Cultivation gave a bitter smile and helplessly shook his head. "Cooperation is not a problem, but we still have to report it."
"Can't you just say you don't know where he went?" True Immortal Yi Jue grew impatient. "I refuse to believe you've never lied to anyone in your lives. And Feng Mountain Lord