Yun Yun's willow-like brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of sorrow unconsciously climbed onto her face. She had a premonition that some great secret was hidden within this matter. Otherwise, why would her teacher specifically arrange for Yun Leng to handle it, and even deliberately keep it from her?
What was her teacher doing this for? Could it be that her teacher knew about the agreement between her and Young Master Yang? That he knew Young Master Yang had privately taught her cultivation techniques, and therefore harbored misgivings?
That should not have been the case. After all, the cultivation technique belonged to Young Master Yang. His teaching it to her master and disciple was an act of generosity, and naturally, they could not pass it on to others.
Or did her teacher think she was close to Young Master Yang and was guarding against her tipping him off?
For a moment, Yun Yun's mind became a complete mess. On one hand, she did not wish to become enemies with Yang Chen. On the other, she did not want a rift to arise between herself and her teacher. After all, her teacher had raised her.
"Sorry. I was negligent in this matter. I will definitely get to the bottom of it and give Young Master Yang an explanation."
Yun Yun lightly pursed her lips, raised her eyes to glance at Yang Chen, whose expression seemed somewhat unpleasant, and spoke softly.
"Get to the bottom of it? Does Sect Leader Yun dare question your teacher?"
Yang Chen sneered, his gaze gradually turning cold. This matter had already exceeded his expectations. If the Soul Clan was truly directing things from behind the scenes, then the problem would be serious. His enemies might very well gather in one place.
Seeing Yang Chen's cold gaze,