The instant Qi Teng saw Sikong Jing, he was somewhat bewildered.
Because back in the Spirit Sparrow Mini-Realm, he had never seen Sikong Jing. Under normal circumstances, only the elderly, the weak, women, children, and young people stayed inside the Spirit Sparrow Mini-Realm; everyone else lived in Wuji Town or Ten Thousand Ice City.
And Qi Teng was precisely the chief of Wuji Town, usually far too busy.
"Brother Sikong, what could possibly be so urgent?"
"And why have you come? Master said you weren't allowed to get involved. You absolutely cannot be put in danger!"
Xiao Jia was frantic again. When she had rushed to Wuji Town, Xiao Liang had said that even if every last one of them died, they must never implicate Young Master Sikong. He did not belong to Master Wuji alone.
Yet Brother Sikong had suddenly appeared. This was simply far too dangerous.
At this point, Qi Teng instantly came to his senses. So this person before him was Sikong Buwang, the one who had created the Golden Cold Spirit Sparrow Art, and also Master Wuji's savior. Only then did Qi Teng finally feel completely at ease.
Looking at Xiao Jia, Sikong Jing said, "With something this serious happening, how could I possibly hide like a turtle with its head tucked in?"
After offering that small reassurance, Sikong Jing abruptly turned to Qi Fu and said, "As for what happened... you tell us."
Qi Fu did not dare delay. He told them everything, laying bare all of Old Chun's deeds. He knew that once he spoke these words, his father would certainly die—but even if he said nothing, death was equally certain.
The Thousand Kings Holy Tower would kill him as well.
By the time Qi Fu finished, Xiao Jia's expression had changed completely. Qi