Hu Xiaotian gave Lin Muqing a cold look. His oppressive killing intent surged like a dark undertow, engulfing Lin Muqing and choking his breath. He could not get another word out.
Qiu Xianguang took a step toward Hu Xiaotian. The movement seemed casual, but it placed him in front of Lin Muqing, shielding him from that terrifying, icy killing intent.
As impassive as before, Qiu Xianguang quietly regarded Hu Xiaotian. "Mister Meng, there is no need to take offense at a junior. If you do not believe me, I can prove it to you."
Hu Xiaotian was puzzled. Prove it? How? Had Qiu Xianguang changed his mind? Was he going to let him search the Sword Palace? Hu Xiaotian firmly believed Xia Changming's information was accurate. Even so, if Qiu Xianguang opened the Sword Palace to their search, he and Ji Feihua might still fail to find Qin Yutong.
Hu Xiaotian nodded. "It would be best if you cleared up this misunderstanding, Sect Master."
Qiu Xianguang said, "Please follow me!"
Hu Xiaotian followed Qiu Xianguang. Ji Feihua intended to accompany him, but Lin Muqing blocked his way. Hu Xiaotian snapped, "What is the meaning of this, Sect Master Qiu?"
Qiu Xianguang said mildly, "If you wish to verify this matter, Mister Meng, you must come with me alone. If you are unwilling, forget it."
Hu Xiaotian could not help hesitating. Qiu Xianguang was deliberately separating them. Was he planning to isolate them and deal with them one at a time? Still, the man had already made a concession. But since they had come to demand an accounting, there was no reason to fear making a scene. Just as Hu Xiaotian was about to press the issue, Ji Feihua said, "Master, I will wait for you here. Do not worry about