Dai Yueheng's ability to borrow so many Soul Tools at once also owed much to his status.
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Dai Yueheng left the military camp, spoke briefly to Xuan Zi, then approached Gu Qingnian and said:
"My father... requests a meeting with you."
Everyone was startled at once, their gazes turning toward him.
"Requests?!"
The others were not surprised by the meeting itself. After all, someone had wreaked havoc in his home, and now the culprit had appeared right before him. There was nothing wrong with wanting to meet him, was there?
But that word "requests" carried some interesting implications.
"Then where is he?" Gu Qingnian naturally saw no need to stand on ceremony with him and asked bluntly.
Dai Yueheng's body stiffened slightly as he answered, "My father is waiting by the cliff inside the camp."
"He's inviting me, but I have to go to him?" Gu Qingnian found that rather amusing, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at Dai Yueheng.
Dai Yueheng's heart lurched, and his expression immediately soured. He hurriedly said:
"My father can't conveniently come here. Junior Qingnian, why don't I take you over..."
Gu Qingnian chuckled softly. "As expected of the White Tiger Duke. It seems he still has some pride in his bones."
Dai Yueheng's head snapped up at those words. A trace of concealed malice flashed through his eyes as he looked at Gu Qingnian, but he quickly hid it again.
Gu Qingnian naturally noticed, but he did not expose it or say anything.
Seeing this, the others hurried forward to ease the tension. Dai Yueheng also calmed down somewhat. After all, the circumstances were different now. He forced a faint smile and was just about to speak again.
Gu Qingnian suddenly turned around and said:
"It seems