Sun Gan and Gongyang Wusuan both turned to look at Ji Wukong. Since he had come up with this plan, he must have found the person already.
Ji Wukong nodded. "I really have found someone. Do you remember Cold Moon Hall, the sect Su Xin wiped out?"
Sun Gan and Gongyang Wusuan nodded. It had only been a few days. How could they have forgotten?
Ji Wukong said, "Lian Mingshan of Cold Moon Hall was quite a character. His generation actually had two talented disciples. One was a disciple he'd snatched from the Iron Sword Sect, and the other was his son, Lian Yuehai.
"Lian Mingshan was certainly ambitious. His son was more talented than the disciple he'd stolen, but instead of keeping him by his side, he sent him to study with the Seven Heroes Assembly, one of the Seven Great Gangs.
"His son has already broken through to the Divine Palace Realm and become an Incense Master of the Seven Heroes Assembly. The day after Cold Moon Hall was destroyed, I sent someone to inform him. Lian Yuehai is now at Luoyu Villa."
Sun Gan and Gongyang Wusuan both gave Ji Wukong a long, searching look, wariness rising in their hearts.
Ji Wukong had far too many schemes. More importantly, he'd been plotting all of this behind their backs.
Now that the three of them had joined forces, he still had so many plans of his own. They couldn't help wondering how many other things Ji Wukong—or Luoyu Villa—was doing that they knew nothing about.
Meanwhile, Huang Bingcheng had begun scattering invitations throughout Jiangnan Circuit. This time, the Martial Arts World's various factions in Jiangnan Circuit didn't dare slight Su Xin. When Huang Bingcheng arrived with an invitation, they treated him so well they nearly worshipped him like