Inside the great hall, Lin Tianjiao held his cup and fixed his gaze on Xiao Yuandao.
Seeing that he still had not received an answer after so long, his hands loosened.
There came a clang, and the porcelain cup shattered into several pieces, scattering all over the floor.
Lin Tianjiao's eyes grew darker and more vicious, and the spiritual pressure of his cultivation spread out without the slightest restraint.
At the same time, a cultivator quietly appeared behind Lin Tianjiao.
Though that cultivator wore ordinary robes, Xiao Yuandao could confirm that this was a Void Refinement cultivator, a Dao protector belonging solely to Lin Tianjiao.
The latter's eyes were also fixed on him at this moment.
"Young Master Lin, forgive me. There are indeed some hidden circumstances in my Blue Star Sect regarding this matter, but it is nothing more than a sesame-sized little affair. How would we dare disturb you, much less deceive you!"
"Some time ago, something happened in my Blue Star Sect, and two late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivators and one peak Spirit Transformation cultivator died. Young Master Lin must be aware of it as well. This time, Martial Uncle Star Plucker merely heard that the other party intended to act against my Blue Star Sect again, so he secretly went to the Sand River Battlefield to protect the Dao. He should return in about half a month. If Young Master cannot wait, I will contact Martial Uncle right now..." Xiao Yuandao knew he could no longer hide it, so he hurriedly spoke again and again.
Only, his words were extremely artful.
He drew the matter toward the incident sixty years ago, when Gu Qingming and Li Wanshan of their Blue Star Sect had died.
"Oh, is that so? Then this young master happens to have nothing to