"What punishment? What was I being punished for?"
Just from Baoguang's expression, Yu Ci knew that no matter how bad the outcome was, it could not be all that terrible.
The young Daoist hurried over and caught his breath before saying, "I don't know the exact details either. But Master spoke privately with that person for over half an hour, and he looked quite relaxed when he came out. I tried to sound him out, but he only said the specifics would depend on that person's arrangements. Still, however you looked at it, it didn't seem like there was any major problem."
The "that person" he mentioned was He Qing. Yu Ci knew that old Daoist Yu Zhou must have pulled strings for him, and he was naturally grateful. But a private talk?
That description was rather strange. Over the past two days, Xie Yan, Xie Liang, and Yu Zhou had been discussing and negotiating the matter of Juebi City with the mountain sect visitors led by He Qing. Those three close friends clearly stood together through thick and thin. Under such circumstances, Yu Zhou and He Qing...
Yu Ci had noticed the way Baoguang addressed He Qing. It truly did not sound like the respectful form of address a junior would use for an elder.
His brows furrowed, and he was just about to ask another question when Baoguang spotted the fish-dragon floating beside him. Reaching out to touch it, he greeted it, "Yo, little fellow."
Ever since this fish-dragon had come under Yu Ci's care, it had never been given a name. Instead, they had grown accustomed to calling it "little fellow." Its feeble intelligence had actually responded to the name, and Yu Ci could not be bothered to change it. He let people call it whatever they