Pre-War Banquet, Guo Zixia

For now, Sikong Jing only understood Shang Fu's strength and realm. He had yet to meet the other geniuses.

He had never been in the habit of underestimating his enemies.

Thus, Sikong Jing left Treasure Immortal Tower step by step, vanishing from the sight of Lang Zhengzhi and his son.

Lang Yisuo withdrew his gaze, looked at his father, and asked, "Father, how confident are you?"

He was asking about Hua Lidian and Sikong Jing—about whether the case could be overturned. How confident was his father?

With a soft sigh, Lang Zhengzhi replied, "Not even ten percent."

It was far too difficult. All the evidence had been destroyed. Even if people from above were sent down to investigate, they would very likely find nothing. Besides, would the Eastern Tyrant Heaven Branch really dare offend that middle-aged Venerable over someone as insignificant as Hua Lidian?

It was simply impossible. Ju Dan's contribution was too immense to measure.

Lang Yisuo froze, then gritted his teeth and asked, "Father, do you know why Sikong Ling... I mean, Wang Ge, the young sect master of the Worry-Forget Sect, didn't come with Junior Brother Sikong to participate in the quota battle?"

He then told him how Sikong Ling had been taken in by the Thoughtless Sacred Sect.

Lang Zhengzhi's eyes widened in disbelief, but he soon gave a string of bitter laughs. "It's useless. The Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce isn't afraid of the Thoughtless Sacred Sect, much less a newly accepted junior disciple."

"Besides, the Thoughtless Sacred Sect is notorious for being cold-blooded and faithless. They won't care whether their disciples' relatives live or die."

Lang Yisuo opened his mouth at that, but in the end merely sighed... He did not mention Su Yuexi of Willow Leaf Holy Manor, fearing that it might harm