Outside, the sun blazed brightly, but Su Jiu's mood was quite the opposite.
The moment Su Jiu came out, Chu Luohen stopped her.
"Come to Ice Veil Hall. I have something to discuss with you."
Meanwhile, inside the Enforcement Hall.
Two figures, one in black and one in white, stood facing each other.
Ning Fan handed the Message Talisman in his hand to Xia Jue, his voice flat. "What you wanted."
Xia Jue accepted the Message Talisman with a faint smile. After reading its contents, his smile faded a little. "The Wuyi Tribe again?"
"Judging by the information my men obtained while following that Medicine Gate disciple, yes."
"I never expected the Human-Skin Mask to be connected to the Wuyi Tribe as well. When I returned, I heard Mian Mian had also fallen victim to their vicious hands?"
"Since your people have already told you, there's no need for me to go into detail, is there?" Ning Fan glanced at Xia Jue.
Xia Jue nodded. "Perhaps we could learn even more if we captured that Holy Maiden."
The two walked over to the desk and sat down.
"Has Gong Hao talked?"
Xia Jue looked up at Ning Fan, his eyes curving with his smile. "Junior brother, you've brought the Shadowless Pavilion's business all the way to my doorstep."
Ning Fan looked a little uncomfortable. "It's not as though I hold nothing back from the sect..."
Xia Jue nodded. "We did get information about the spirit-draining stone, but you can't sell it. That would beat the grass and startle the snake."
Ning Fan raised his index finger and tapped lightly on the desk. "The Wuyi Tribe again?"
Xia Jue shook his head. "Our preliminary findings link it to the Zhu Household on the Shangyin Continent and Gong Wusheng of the