"Xue Xue, how did it go?"
After Pei Feng left, though he had moved quickly, Xue Xue's invitation alone had been enough to draw attention.
Seeing that he had not stayed long, quite a few people breathed a sigh of relief.
Though they did not know what had been discussed, in so little time, they probably could not have done anything. No, there had been nothing to do in the first place.
The moment he left, most people received the news.
Among them was the Seed of the Way's Saintess, Zhao Yan.
She immediately contacted Xue Xue to ask how things had progressed.
That was right. The fundamental reason Xue Xue had sent Pei Feng an invitation this time was Zhao Yan's request.
As for the reason, it was still because of that incident.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Pei Feng was the greatest victim of this affair, having nearly lost his life.
But was that really the case?
Of course not!
Leaving everything else aside, Pei Feng's aunt charging into the Seed of the Way alone had already dealt Zhao Yan a tremendous loss.
To protect her, a senior who cared deeply for her had suffered grave injuries. Had the sect master not appeared in time, the outcome would have been too dreadful to imagine.
All this time, she had remained calm—not because the incident itself did not matter.
It was simply that the whole chain of events felt more like a string of bad luck.
Though it had not directly involved her, one of the masterminds who had nearly gotten Pei Feng killed was one of her maidservants. So she could not call herself innocent; she could only swallow her bitterness in silence.
Originally, she had decided to let it go.
But unexpectedly, another of her maidservants