After recovering from his shock, Jiang Chaosheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Mu Yang.
Whether Han Weng lived or died was no great concern to Jiang Chaosheng, but his dying outside the Dragon Palace was very strange indeed.
With that question in mind, Jiang Chaosheng asked Mu Yang where he had encountered Han Weng.
Mu Yang concealed nothing. He explained how, after killing the Phantom-Tide Demon King, he had sensed something amiss and followed the flow of blood-baleful qi until he found Han Weng.
"Absorbing blood-baleful qi..."
As he listened to Mu Yang's account, Jiang Chaosheng furrowed his brows and spoke in a puzzled tone.
"Normally, the Negative-Water Cold Tortoise clan is cautious by nature. They generally stay inside the Dragon Palace to handle its affairs. Even when they venture out, they rarely travel alone, usually taking other monsters with them."
"As the head of his clan and the Dragon Palace's prime minister, Han Weng was even busier. He almost never left the Clearwater Dragon Palace. Whatever brought him out alone probably wasn't so simple."
Jiang Chaosheng was full of questions.
Especially since Han Weng had taken advantage of the River Demon Tide to hide in the shadows and secretly absorb blood-baleful qi.
No matter how he looked at it, Han Weng seemed to have been plotting something.
What worried Jiang Chaosheng most was that, if this had merely been Han Weng acting on his own, it would still be manageable.
After all, he had only been a seventh-rank Monster King.
But if that Old Flood Dragon had been directing him from behind the scenes, the implications would be entirely different.
"That old bastard really hasn't been behaving himself!"
At that thought, Jiang Chaosheng cursed under his breath.
He had assumed that the Old Flood Dragon had stayed quietly