"Shouldn't you be back with the Lineage?" Ye Xing asked in confusion.
"Ye Xing, I came here to investigate something!" Ye Chen's voice was heavy with grief.
Sensing something was wrong, Ye Xing waved for the woman beside him to leave.
The woman tactfully rose and withdrew, casting Ye Xing a flirtatious glance before she left, but he had no mind to pay her any attention.
"Sit down and tell me. What exactly happened?" Ye Xing asked, puzzled.
"Several years ago, my parents came to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield on a secret mission under the Lineage's orders. You must have heard about it." Ye Chen's tone was sorrowful.
He sat down, his hands clasped over his knees, his fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.
Ye Xing nodded. He had indeed heard about it. The Lineage had even convened a special council meeting over it at the time.
"Just a month ago, their Soul Lamps went out."
"What? How is that possible? They were both ninth-level Nirvana Realm experts!" Ye Xing said incredulously, abruptly sitting upright.
"The Lineage sent experts here to investigate, but they found nothing. All they could confirm was that my parents were indeed dead." Ye Chen's voice was full of bitter unwillingness.
"I couldn't accept them dying without a sound like that, so I came here to investigate myself."
"Ah, Ye Chen, go back. With your current One Dao Realm strength, even if you uncover the reason, what can you do?" After thinking for a while, Ye Xing tried to persuade him.
"But I can't accept it! My parents died just like that. I have to find out exactly what happened!" Ye Chen's voice was firm. His mind was set like iron.
"So you came to the Miaochen Pavilion to buy information?" Ye Xing asked