After explaining, the black-robed elder cautiously observed this stranger, Sikong Jing...
Yet his heart kept pounding like a drum. Had this Black-Clothed Youth truly overheard something, and was he preparing to use it as leverage to demand benefits?
Seeing the people of Black Copper Manor looking thoroughly frightened, Sikong Jing still wore a calm smile.
Then he softly asked, "I heard that the current ruling family of Holy Artisan Mountain usurped its position. The former masters of Holy Artisan Mountain were from the Ripple Lake branch. I wonder if that rumor is true?"
This was precisely what Sikong Jing wanted to ask them about.
If he wanted the chess pieces in the Thousand Prison Tower to resolve themselves to rebel against the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, naturally he needed to learn more about them.
The moment Sikong Jing said this, the elders and others of Black Copper Manor gaped.
Then they frantically looked around. Only after seeing that everyone on the street had gone chasing after the earlier group from Holy Artisan Mountain, with no one left watching, did they finally let out long breaths.
The black-robed elder then whispered, "Young man, you must not speak such words carelessly. This is a taboo in Fire Artisan City."
The black-robed elder was now completely unable to figure out what this unfamiliar Black-Clothed Youth was trying to do.
If he had overheard what they had just said and intended to use it to blackmail them...
Then why had he suddenly asked about such a taboo subject? Yet if he were merely passing by and asking for directions, that did not seem right either. And he certainly was not some greenhorn—how could a face like this possess even the slightest look of a greenhorn?
In short, the black-robed elder did not want anything