"Brother Liu has quite a few secrets."
Young Master Scale spoke with a double meaning. He lifted a bronze wine goblet from the table beside him, gazing at the demon corpses strewn across the floor. When his eyes swept over Blackwind King nearby, they held a flash of contempt.
"Forgive me, but there are some things I cannot say too much about."
Su Che said softly.
"If you trust me, then you should trust him."
Shikshananda smiled gently, her beautiful eyes resting on Liu Yidao beside her. This wish-fulfilling gentleman had already won her over, and the Yaksha Crown Prince was naturally happy to use his own name to vouch for Liu Yidao.
"Then we shall wait until tomorrow for the truth to be revealed."
Lord Dushan looked solemn as he lightly raised his cup and clinked it with Shikshananda's from afar.
"Rare World-Honored One, if the true Dharma can spread eastward to the Central Land, it will be the greatest joy for the benefit of all beings in this world. We should drink to that."
Su Che raised his cup as well, his gaze meeting Old Ox's.
The great matter was settled.
Time's fleeting light so easily cast people aside. Su Che's plan advanced slowly, like silk being drawn from a cocoon, while Yuchen gradually dispersed the aura from his night of bitter cultivation and slowly rose to his feet.
Within the Shanyin County yamen, a quiet chamber had been specially prepared for Alliance Leader Yu's cultivation. Born of White Deer Grotto, his cultivation of radiant Daoist righteousness had long since entered the halls of mastery, all thanks to his unceasing diligence.
For White Deer Grotto disciples to cultivate themselves to the highest realms, talent alone was never enough; every one of them had to invest immense painstaking effort.