Qiao Mengyu watched Bai Wei leave. Only after Bai Wei vanished beyond the distant horizon did she turn back to look at Song Wen.
"Senior Gou Jun, you really resemble an old acquaintance of mine."
"What makes you say that?" Song Wen asked.
Qiao Mengyu said, "The tone and expressions you use when speaking are very similar. Besides, both of you bear a blood-deep feud with the Six Baleful Hall."
The corner of Song Wen's mouth twitched slightly without his realizing it.
Only then did he realize that he had told both Qiao Mengyu and Bai Wei that he bore a blood-deep feud with the Six Baleful Hall.
After all, he had not taken such casually fabricated lies too seriously.
Before Song Wen could offer an explanation, Qiao Mengyu continued.
"However, your appearance, aura, and cultivation realm are all different. You cannot be him. He was only at the Spirit Transformation stage, far inferior to you, Senior." A faint trace of wistfulness appeared on Qiao Mengyu's face as she spoke.
"It seems that person is truly important to you, Miss Qiao. Then why do you not go look for him?" Song Wen did not want Qiao Mengyu paying too much attention to him, so he followed the flow and steered the conversation elsewhere.
Sure enough, Qiao Mengyu's attention shifted. She looked away from Song Wen and toward the vast heavens.
"I do not know where he is. How could I possibly find him? Besides, a master's orders cannot be defied. Master forbade me from having too much contact with him. She said his origins were unknown, that he must harbor sinister intentions and had approached me with some ulterior motive. To stop me from associating with him, Master not only ordered me into seclusion for twenty years, but also confiscated