Clack!
The cup slammed down onto the desk. Jing Hongchen stared wide-eyed at Meng Hongchen, struggling to make sense of what she had just said.
Seeing her grandfather lose his composure like this, Meng Hongchen nodded rather smugly, confirming that he had heard her correctly.
"Meng, are you sure the holy angel martial soul you mentioned is the one I'm thinking of? The angel from the Original Three Douluo Empires, the one that utterly counters Evil Soul Masters?"
"Grandpa, you're such a nag. I'm absolutely sure. Ye Guyi's martial soul is the holy angel martial soul."
"If she really has a holy angel martial soul, why didn't she stay put in the Original Three Douluo Empires? What was she doing coming to our Sun Moon Empire? And how did you meet her? Don't try to fool your grandpa with made-up stories."
"How could you just go out and pick up someone with a holy angel martial soul? Why haven't I ever stumbled across a windfall like that after all my years in Mingdu? Tell me honestly. What exactly happened?"
"Meng, you must know about the huge commotion in Mingdu last night. I can't reveal too many details, but I can tell you that an angel martial soul means something very different to us and to the Sun Moon Empire."
Jing Hongchen kept tapping his fingers against the desk. The monocle perched on his nose reflected an unusual gleam in his eyes.
As the master of Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen knew far more than most people. He also knew what the Sun Moon Empire intended to do next, and just how deranged those at the top had become.
No normal Soul Master liked Evil Soul Masters, and Jing Hongchen was no exception. That was why he had always maintained a cautious