"You mean..."
In a sealed room that admitted neither light nor sound, shut off from all prying eyes, a Daoist sat facing a wall.
It was a white wall, bare and spotless, with only a round mirror hanging in its center.
The mirror had no frame, perfectly round throughout, colorless and translucent.
It gave off a tranquil bright glow, not dazzling in itself, yet keeping the quiet chamber from sinking into gloom.
The Daoist sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. He was clearly within sight, yet only the outline of a figure made of light and shadow could be seen.
His voice seemed to come from a great distance as he said, "The matter of Qi State's Marquis of Wu'an in Frost Wind Valley—was it Zhuang Gaoxian's doing?"
The man kneeling on one knee behind him was Chu Zicheng, who had still been drinking at a High Mound City tavern mere days ago.
Regarding Qi State's Marquis of Wu'an being trapped in Frost Wind Valley, Jing State could hardly clear itself of suspicion, given Mei Xuelin's place of origin and the city where he had long been stationed after entering the Demon Realm.
For this reason, they had no choice but to make concession after concession when dealing with Qi State.
Chunyu Gui's overnight investigation in Iron Rock City had naturally been sincere—even furious.
Yet the investigation had gone no further than establishing that Mei Xuelin was a member of the Equality State.
They had arrested Mei Xuelin's friends in the Heavenly Prison world, as well as his relatives in The Present World, but failed to make any deeper progress.
The Equality State soon publicly declared that the matter of Qi State's Marquis of Wu'an had nothing to do with them. How ironic—compared with the declarations of those hegemonic and