Judging from He Qing's tone, there was a deeper meaning behind her words.
Yu Ci estimated that, excluding Monk Yi Xin himself, among the cultivators present, at most two or three could understand He Qing's unspoken implication. Bi Chao counted as one, Monk Zhengyan perhaps another, and the last was Yu Ci himself.
For that very reason, Yu Ci found it even more startling: had the Li Chen Sect's grasp of the situation already reached such depths?
The aftershocks of the Sky Rift upheaval had yet to settle. In Juebi City, He Qing had also taken over from Xie Yan, protecting the lives and property of the city's million residents. Given her status, asking that question was equivalent to the Li Chen Sect, a giant of the central and western regions, casting its suspicious gaze upon Monk Yi Xin.
At the moment, He Qing and Monk Yi Xin were separated by only one seat, no more than two zhang apart. Discussing such matters under these circumstances, they must have used some means to isolate their voices.
Yu Ci cleverly did not turn around, lest he alert Monk Yi Xin, while his mind spun at high speed. Outwardly, he merely pondered for a moment before replying, "This disciple once mentioned to Master Yu and Uncle-Master Jie an incident I encountered last autumn..."
"The time you clashed with Monk Zheng De of the Jingshui Altar?"
Yu Ci had not expected even her to know of it, and hurriedly nodded. He had not answered directly, yet through this matter, he had made his stance perfectly clear.
He Qing nodded slightly. Still without turning back, she said, "It is good that you understand. After the Treasure Exchange Banquet, there is no need to hurry back. Have a few dealings with Zhengyan first."
Yu Ci