"Consort Meiyu?"
Bai Ziqing stood beside Zeng Anmin.
After hearing Wu Wei's voice in front of Zeng Anmin, a flicker of confusion crossed his face.
"The master of Meiyu Tower?"
A trace of surprise flashed across Zeng Anmin's face as he turned to look at Bai Ziqing.
"You know her?"
"She comprehended the Meiyu Domain and broke through to Fourth Rank, becoming a Grandmaster before thirty..." Bai Ziqing shot Zeng Anmin a sidelong glance. "You actually didn't know?"
Zeng Anmin's voice was utterly flat. "Why should I know some Crude Martial Artist?"
Uh...
Bai Ziqing's expression stiffened slightly.
He shot Zeng Anmin a dissatisfied look and muttered.
"A martial artist is a martial artist. I really don't understand why you people insist on adding 'crude' in front of it."
Zeng Anmin could not be bothered to respond.
His gaze was deep and remote as he looked calmly at Wu Wei before him.
"Who is your master?"
"The Fu Sect Master." Wu Wei's face remained vacant.
Under the moonlight, his complexion looked increasingly pale.
His voice was equally dull.
Yet those four simple words from his mouth jolted Zeng Anmin's heart.
He stared fixedly at Wu Wei.
"Where is he? What was his purpose in sending you here?"
The master of the Daoist Talisman Sect.
The sect masters of every generation had been exceedingly mysterious.
He had not expected to obtain information here!
A huge haul!
Zeng Anmin stared hard at Wu Wei's mouth.
Wu Wei spoke dully.
"Master resides in the north... Bang!!!"
His head exploded like a watermelon.
Red and white splattered all over the ground.
Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing could not dodge in time, ending up in a sorry state.
Plop.
Wu Wei's corpse fell limply to the ground...
Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing looked at each