"Good news? What good news?" Li Xiaoya paused in surprise and hurriedly asked. He had stayed inside the Secret Realm Necklace these past few days without coming out, and he had few acquaintances here, so naturally he had no idea what had happened.
"It's..." Ailishan had just begun to answer.
"Haha! Senior Brother!" a familiar voice called out boisterously. Dong Santong had arrived too, brimming with excitement. A few flashes brought him before Li Xiaoya, and he put on a look of exaggerated adoration. "Ah! I admire you so much, Senior Brother! My admiration for you flows endlessly like the waters of an immortal river, surges beyond all control like the Silver River overflowing its banks, lights up my future like the bright moon in the heavens, and..."
"Uh! Enough, enough!" Li Xiaoya hurriedly interrupted him. "When did you learn to lay the flattery on so thick?"
"What flattery? I genuinely admire you, Senior Brother!" Dong Santong insisted.
"That's right! Captain, you're incredible!" Ailishan and the others exclaimed, looking equally excited.
"Come on! Just tell me what happened!" Knowing that they were deliberately teasing him, Li Xiaoya put on a stern face.
"Hehe! Senior Brother, you really don't know?" Dong Santong asked with exaggerated surprise, looking Li Xiaoya up and down in astonishment before saying gravely, "That fellow from Group Thirty-One really was a spy!"
"You mean that fellow from the Nightwalker Race?" Li Xiaoya paused, then realized what he meant. He had almost forgotten the incident-not literally, of course. Any cultivator at his level possessed a memory that never lost anything they had seen. By "forgotten," he merely meant that he had not kept the matter on his mind... Had a blind cat really stumbled upon a dead mouse? He could not help finding it amusing. Still, the