Li offered a concluding remark. By custom, that meant the gathering was about to end.
Lord of the Clouds discreetly glanced at Star Soul. Only after receiving the latter's tacit approval did he speak. "Young Master Fusu, Eighteenth Prince, please wait."
"What is it?" Li calmly set down the wine cup in his hand, turned his head to look at Lord of the Clouds, and waited for an explanation.
"Young Master Fusu, last night, a petty thief broke into my alchemy pavilion and stole several of my pills. The pills themselves are no great matter, but with both young masters overseeing the Yin-Yang School, for something like this to happen... it truly shows no regard for either of you or for our Yin-Yang School."
Li sneered inwardly. Why drag them into it? It was merely to win their sympathy and borrow some of their power.
Still, some things were better understood without being spoken aloud.
As for Hu Hai, the moment he heard Lord of the Clouds's words, his strangely colored eyes lit up. "Such a thing happened? I have always heard that the Yin-Yang School's defenses are impenetrable, no less formidable than Mohist Mechanism City. Yet now some petty thief entered in the dead of night as though no one were there, stole pills, and even escaped uncaught. How interesting."
Hu Hai clapped his hands and laughed. A trace of chilliness flashed through Lord of the Clouds's eyes. Clearly, though these were facts, having Hu Hai expose them so openly still left him humiliated.
Li could only sigh. Hu Hai truly had been arrogant and uninhibited since childhood. Coming from him, those words did not seem out of place at all.
Though Li believed Hu Hai's interest lay more in his suspicion of the pill thief's identity. After all,