At those words, the coachman's face went pale. He said again, "But over at Master's side..."
Old Chun cut him off with a laugh. "Master will forgive me. I've served him for decades—how could some insignificant outsider possibly compare to me? Besides, I've been muddleheaded lately. This isn't even the first time..."
"Heh heh, before Xiao Liang and Xiao Jia return to the castle, I'll quickly send word that my senility made me say the wrong thing."
"Then I'll carry thorns on my back and beg forgiveness. If I put on a show of being ready to die or live, everything will definitely be fine."
"By then, Sikong Buwang will already be dead as a doornail. The master of the Mindless Fox Sect will definitely kill him. Heh heh."
At this point, Old Chun's face was filled with sinister, terrifying malice.
The coachman stared blankly at the father before him, looking as though he barely recognized him. But he was Old Chun's son. Of course he was caught in a dilemma; of course he could not bring himself to expose his father!
Old Chun's words also made it clear that the Thoughtless Sacred Sect had truly sent someone—the master of the Mindless Fox Sect herself.
The Eternal Night Demon Wolf was extremely fast, and Infinity Town was not far from Ten Thousand Ice City. Thus, Sikong Jing and the other two soon entered the city.
The moment they entered, Sikong Jing parted ways with Xiao Liang and Xiao Jia.
The two headed straight for Imperial Artifact Infinity. Because they trusted Old Chun so deeply, they naturally did not think to immediately send a message to Master Wuji. In any case, the castle was not far away.
Sikong Jing, meanwhile, headed toward the Mindless Fox Sect's manor. Just as Old