Taking Control of the Clear Sky Sect, an Unexpected Way to Send a Message

That was what the second elder thought, but he kept it to himself.

Suspicion was bitter to swallow;

spoken aloud, it could bring disaster.

Sword Douluo's sword still rested against his throat.

Right now, the enemy was strong and he was weak.

If he voiced his suspicions, he might anger them.

So he immediately said,

"Very well. We'll do as you say."

"When will they enter the mountain?"

"I'll make the arrangements myself."

"They'll be here shortly," Qin Yun said.

"Poison Douluo will watch them personally."

"All you need to do is set aside a secluded courtyard. The farther out, the better."

"I'd prefer only a few of us knew about this. If word spreads, it could draw Qian Daoliu here."

"Of course!" the second elder said.

The matter seemed settled.

The weight on the second elder's chest had just begun to lift.

Then Qin Yun looked at him and said,

"Second Elder, is there nothing else you want to tell me?"

"What else is there, Young Master Qin?" the second elder asked, feigning confusion.

Inside, his heart sank.

He remembered the thought he had just had.

Had the young man across from him noticed something?

Surely not.

He was certain he had given nothing away.

Qin Yun did not answer at once.

He topped up his own tea, then added half a cup of hot tea to the second elder's, which had long gone cold.

"I killed Tang Xiao, the master of your Clear Sky Sect, and Tang Hao. I was the one who sent their bodies back, too."

Clatter.

The second elder jolted the chair behind him.

"Y-you... what did you say?"

He had never expected Qin Yun to admit it outright.

What had only been a suspicion was now confirmed.

"Did you never suspect us, Elder?"

"But