Atop the Moon-Gazing Tower, the setting sun shone from the west.
Chen Zixiu, Bo Xian'er, and the Blond Youth sat around a table, the fragrance of wine wafting through the air as they talked freely.
The three were deep in conversation, their discussion delving into the many secrets of the soul master world. Every word was enough to whip up terrifying waves within it.
Fortunately, an invisible barrier of soul power enveloped their room, ensuring their conversation remained absolutely confidential.
Chen Zixiu set down his wine cup, his expression turning solemn. "Senior, there is something I wish to ask."
"Fifty years ago, our Chen Clan came under attack. Did that incident have anything to do with you?"
His gaze remained fixed on the Blond Youth's face.
The Blond Youth smiled faintly and calmly shook his head. "I had nothing to do with what happened to you beforehand. Afterward, however, I did take advantage of the situation to lay some plans."
His tone was mild, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
At this, surprise flickered through Chen Zixiu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"What, you don't believe me?" the Blond Youth asked, raising an eyebrow as a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Senior, you have always been a man of your word. Since you have said so, I naturally believe you," Chen Zixiu replied respectfully.
The Blond Youth glanced at them both before speaking slowly. "Bo Xian'er, after Sea God Island launched its surprise attack on the Crimson Church, the upheaval caused by your Chen Clan cost them five Titled Douluo and left several others gravely wounded."
"Together with their losses in other battles, the Crimson Church lost half its top-level fighting strength."
"Through careful planning and manipulation, I attacked their gathering place and killed their Church Leader