Yun Ming's voice was cold. As he spoke, he looked down at the people before him, his gaze filled with the authority of the Pavilion Master.
Many below him did not quite understand, but they lowered their heads slightly beneath his gaze.
Only Zhuo Shi and Feng Wuyu exchanged a glance. Their expressions turned strange.
More than strange, in fact.
Their exchange did not escape anyone's notice. The change in them was far too obvious.
Several elders and powerful figures turned to look at them, their eyes questioning or appraising.
As elders of the Outer Court, neither of them was weak. They were not much weaker than these old-timers.
But in seniority, they ranked dead last.
That was why they sat at the far end of the table.
Seeing everyone look his way, Feng Wuyu frowned.
He shifted his gaze toward Zhuo Shi beside him.
Zhuo Shi might act blunt and boisterous, but he was sharp.
Cai Yue'er was dead. There was no changing that.
Whether Li Moxun had anything to do with it or not, he would certainly be brought back for questioning.
That was all but inevitable.
So whether Zhuo Shi spoke up now made little difference.
He simply sat there without a word.
He pretended not to notice the eyes on him.
Seeing this, Yun Ming turned toward Feng Wuyu.
Feng Wuyu stiffened as every gaze settled on him.
His eyes flickered, but in the end he sighed and said,
"I don't know where she went, but there's a good chance she went looking for Li Moxun."
"She bore him a deep grudge. If she hasn't returned, that's probably where she went."
As Feng Wuyu spoke, he glanced at Zhuo Shi.
The sight of Zhuo Shi sitting there as though he knew nothing brought a flash of