Three Parties Converge

Qin Xi gave him a polite little nod and said, "Where is Ancestor Hongjun right now? I have something to see him about. Please lead the way for me."

One of the elders wore a gray robe. His hair was gray-brown as well, and his skin was faintly wrinkled. Looking at Qin Xi, he said to them, "Ancestor Hongjun is currently in the main hall discussing matters with several Great Elders. Do you need me to take you there now?"

Qin Xi nodded slightly and thanked the gray-robed elder. "All right. Please take us there now. Thank you."

Then the group headed toward the main hall.

Before Qin Xi reached the main hall, he heard Ancestor Hongjun say in a furious voice, "Bastards! I never thought that after so long, we still wouldn't have caught him by the tail, and we've lost so many disciples besides."

When Qin Xi heard this, he realized that Ancestor Hongjun and the others still had not resolved what had been happening during this period.

Qin Xi and the other two continued toward the council hall, while Ancestor Hongjun was still there, glaring furiously at the elders below.

All the elders had been cowed by Ancestor Hongjun's imposing aura, and not a single one came forward to speak.

As Qin Xi walked in, his voice arrived before he did. He called toward the room, "There's no need to get angry over these things. As long as we catch him by the tail, that's enough. Don't ruin your health with anger."

Daoist Yangmei laughed heartily as he walked in with Qin Xi, his laughter ringing clear and open. "Exactly. If you make yourself sick with anger, who can bear it for us? We definitely have to catch the person doing evil behind the scenes."

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