In the tea room, Lin Jiufeng continued drinking tea.
White Fox asked curiously from the side, "Don't you want to know what they talked about?"
Lin Jiufeng shook his head. "This is Wen Xinyun's business. I don't want to know."
"But I do." White Fox looked at Lin Jiufeng with pleading eyes.
Lin Jiufeng hesitated. "Eavesdropping on other people's conversation isn't very appropriate, is it?"
"We're concerned about Wen Xinyun. What if the Wen Family people sweet-talk her into something?" White Fox argued with sound reasoning.
"I think you just want to hear gossip." Lin Jiufeng said irritably.
"Just listen, just listen." White Fox leaped into Lin Jiufeng's arms and whined coquettishly.
Lin Jiufeng shook his head helplessly. The power of his Primordial Spirit spread out, covering the Feather Transformation Sect and locating where Wen Xinyun and Wen Yang were meeting.
He immediately shared it with White Fox.
Seeing the scene, White Fox held her breath and stared without blinking.
At the Feather Transformation Sect's mountain gate, in the Sect Master's main hall.
Bai Yunfei brought Wen Xinyun here, then left, leaving only Wen Xinyun and Wen Yang behind.
Wen Xinyun's face was expressionless, her bearing cold and aloof as she looked at Wen Yang without speaking.
Wen Yang looked at Wen Xinyun with a complicated gaze before slowly saying, "You look very much like your mother."
Wen Xinyun's expression changed as she glared at Wen Yang angrily.
Wen Yang sighed. "By seniority, you should call me third maternal uncle."
Wen Xinyun looked at Wen Yang with icy eyes. "How novel. I've lived for more than ten years, and only now do I learn that I have a third maternal uncle."
Wen Yang smiled bitterly. "I can understand your resentment, your hatred for the Wen Family."
Wen Xinyun remained