Wan followed the attendant disciple to a rear hall. The disciple stopped before its doors and bowed to him. Without pausing, he walked straight inside. As he crossed the threshold, he sensed the shifting transfer of a formation ward.
The next instant, he appeared within a dimly lit grand hall. Statues of divine figures stood along both sides of the passageway, with only wisps of light like thin gauze draped over them. They looked strange and gloomy.
He paid this no heed and proceeded down the passage. Upon reaching its end, the divine statue standing there suddenly opened its eyes, seeming to come alive. In but a moment, it transformed into a handsome Daoist of vigorous bearing, and the entire hall brightened with it, as though all shadows and murk had been washed away in an instant.
He was not surprised. The person who had spoken with him earlier had not been Councilor Guo's true body; this man before him was. After offering a salute, he said, "Greetings, Councilor Guo."
Councilor Guo fixed his gaze on him. "Councilor Wan, you have come. Why did you speak as you did just now? If you had admitted your fault, this matter would have been far easier to handle. Do you know that if Councilor Yue and Councilor Quan insist on targeting you, even I will find it difficult to speak for you?"
Wan said in a deep voice, "Wan merely wished to see who was willing to uphold the proper order of Origin Xia."
Councilor Guo stood there in silence for a long while before saying, "You are too impatient, and you are thinking too much."
Wan said, "I have no choice but to be impatient. I have no choice but to think."
At this point, Councilor Guo raised a hand and