Buying Wine

Wen Xu: "Why?"

"Because of all sorts of reasons, I suppose. Anyway... it was quite hard to put into words." Their individual competition results had clearly been excellent, yet whenever it came to a sect competition where they had to unite against outsiders, all kinds of problems cropped up. Their luck was so bad that he almost wanted to go to Radiant Buddha Temple and light a stick of incense for Yonglu Mountain.

Father Zhou had come to Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect for two reasons. One was to apologize publicly; the other was to sound out news about Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

Unfortunately, neither objective had gone particularly well. That Yonglu Mountain junior grand-uncle who was barely past twenty was as slippery as a loach. It had been evident from the secret realm incident that this young man lacked neither talent, comprehension, nor intelligence—he was truly a favored child of heaven. Now that Father Zhou had dealt with him face-to-face, he felt this even more deeply.

Only those blind eyes—likely related to his Destiny Pattern—could have caught the eye of that Divine Venerable.

As for the latter matter, he had not encountered even a single disciple of Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, much less their junior grand-uncle. He had no idea what kind of dog-shit luck his foolish son had stumbled into, to have met Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's junior grand-uncle under those circumstances.

After reaching the mountain gate, Father Zhou took the steward who had been waiting outside and headed back to Four Directions City. Yet while they were queueing to enter the city, he heard the steward cry out in alarm.

"Why are you so flustered?"

The steward's face was filled with panic. Only after quite a while did he come back to himself. "She looks so alike—far too alike! Master, look