"Where's Nangong Ye?" After turning it over in his mind, Elder Wan decided it would be better to find Nangong Ye. After all, that fellow had a thick skin!
Baili Xingzhou was thin-skinned. After saying all those things last time to stay in the Southern Spirit Sect, he had blushed all evening once he came back.
Elder Wan had only learned this by overhearing the other disciples discussing it in secret.
But Nangong Ye was different. He seemed to have been born missing a screw, with no sense of shame whatsoever.
Wouldn't he be just the right person for the task?
Yet after Elder Wan asked, the other disciples all hemmed and hawed, unsure how to answer.
"Didn't I see him just a few days ago? Why has he suddenly vanished? Did he sneak off to have fun again?"
Elder Wan knew the fellow was difficult to discipline, but he hadn't expected him to keep running wild even after coming to another sect!
"No," someone explained quietly.
"Senior Brother Nangong was tied up by the Southern Spirit Sect's Sect Master."
"What?" Elder Wan was shocked. Had the Sacred Lord already given him the task in advance, and had he already put it into action?
"No." That disciple looked rather embarrassed too. "The Southern Spirit Sect's Sect Master said he looked like trouble and wanted to spar with Senior Brother Nangong. After they finished sparring, Senior Brother Nangong was tied up."
Elder Wan: "..."
He had never imagined that the fellow would be tied up by their Sect Master because he looked "not entirely safe"!
It seemed the task the Sacred Lord had entrusted to him had fallen apart before he could even begin!
Forget it. This plan would end here. The Central Sacred Land still had to show genuine sincerity.