After watching the commotion for a while, the disciples of the Myriad Worlds Dao returned. It was not that no one connected it to the recent investigation into the outer gods, but none of them were fools. Speaking of it would only implicate themselves, so no one took the initiative to bring it up.
At first, Young Master Qiu had mingled among the crowd, casually offering a few perfunctory remarks with a smile still on his face. But once he returned, his expression tightened, and he immediately summoned all the servants together.
Yet he found one person missing. Looking at Steward Cao standing to one side, he asked, "Where is Chang Song?"
Ordinarily, he would not deign to concern himself with a mere servant. But cultivators possessed eidetic memory, and Chang Song had served him very much to his satisfaction over the past ten years, so he called the man by name at once.
Steward Cao replied, "I do not know where he went. When Young Master ordered this old servant to gather everyone, this old servant asked around. It seemed someone saw him leave just now."
"He left?"
Steward Cao said nothing. He merely raised his head halfway and indicated the direction of the Origin Xia Envoy Bastion with his eyes.
Young Master Qiu's expression darkened, and a glint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
Steward Cao lowered his head and added, "Besides Chang Song, quite a few others also left just now."
"There were others?"
Steward Cao said, "Yes, many. Among the servants under the various young masters, quite a few went there. How many exactly, this old servant cannot say for now."
Young Master Qiu's expression suddenly relaxed. He gave an "Mm," waved his sleeve, and said, "All right, you may leave. Do not speak of this