Inside Li Ping's cave abode.
In a pavilion, Li Ping sat with Wu Feng and an elderly-looking cultivator dressed in snow-white robes.
As the three chatted, the conversation eventually turned to the Meng Family opening Hu Feng's cave abode earlier.
Wu Feng wore an odd expression as he remarked, "I wonder what Fellow Daoist Hu Feng wrote in the jade slip he left behind to make Fellow Daoist Meng lose his composure like that."
Just a short while ago, under the eyes of all the artisans-
The Meng Family Ancestor had examined the jade slip Hu Feng left behind, only for his expression to change drastically an instant later. He put the jade slip away, apologized to the artisans, and hurried off.
The artisans were left standing there, exchanging bewildered looks.
Gossip was human nature, and even cultivators were no exception.
With the Meng Family Ancestor acting so strangely, it was perfectly natural for Wu Feng to be puzzled.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you're Hu Feng's neighbor, and you've always been fairly close. Do you know the inside story?" the elderly man asked.
The elderly man was named Ning Wuxu. His cultivation had already reached the foundation establishment middle stage, and he was a second-tier lower-grade Formation Master.
Of course Li Ping knew what Hu Feng's jade slip contained. He had even added some of its contents himself.
But since it involved Dai Sangyu, the Immortal City's acting sect leader, how could he possibly tell anyone else?
If Dai Sangyu learned that he was behind this mischief, given her temper, she might well cut him down on the spot.
That was not an outcome he wanted. He had no intention of entering the fray himself.
He only wanted to remain behind the scenes, keeping his deeds and his name deeply concealed.