Outside the door, Li Qingming looked at Jing Hongchen, who was waiting there, and smiled at him.
Jing Hongchen rolled his eyes. "All right, brat, as long as you're back. You gave this old man quite a fright. I thought you really were dead."
"A lot of people still aren't happy about Ye Xishui becoming Imperial Preceptor. After all, you were the one who avenged the late emperor. And with Ye Xishui's ambitions being so great, most of the imperial retainers still respect you more."
As Jing Hongchen spoke, he looked at Li Qingming. Naturally, he knew what had really happened.
But his words were also a pointed reminder to Li Qingming, who sighed in response.
"His Majesty should have issued orders today for all high-ranking Soul Masters to start finding ways to eliminate the Holy Spirit Cult's members."
"Either send them to the front lines to fight, or kill them outright."
"But that will still leave plenty of surviving remnants, especially those elders."
"Every one of the Holy Spirit Cult's elders is powerful. Most are Titled Douluos, and there are even Super Douluos among them."
"Taking them down will be difficult." As Li Qingming spoke, a rare trace of coldness appeared in his expression.
Sensing the implication of Li Qingming's words, Jing Hongchen studied him.
After spending time together recently, the two had developed a good understanding of each other.
So Jing Hongchen grasped what Li Qingming was getting at almost instantly.
He simply did not quite understand what, specifically, Li Qingming meant to do.
"You want to form a team dedicated to hunting down these Holy Spirit Cult elders?"
"You realize that although every one of them has committed monstrous crimes and deserves to die a thousand times over, their strength truly stands at the very pinnacle."
"Even