On Undying Mountain, along the path to the Main Hall.
The core figures, rarely seen on ordinary days, were now walking together in twos and threes, their faces bearing traces of gravity and confusion.
"Eldest Senior Brother, why do you think Master called everyone back in such a hurry, not even sparing those in seclusion? What major incident could have happened?"
Wang Yan followed right behind Li Tiezhu, his eyes full of bewilderment.
Li Tiezhu carried the Ruyi Staff over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
But he was muttering inwardly too. What exactly was Master planning, suddenly mobilizing everyone like this?
Could that madman named Taichu have already fought his way to their doorstep?
Just as his thoughts were running wild, he happened to run into someone familiar coming the other way.
"Third Master?"
Li Tiezhu's eyes lit up, and he hurried over, covering three strides in two.
The man walking ahead was none other than the Si Household's Third Master, Si Shuo.
Hearing someone call him, Si Shuo turned around. Looking at Li Tiezhu and Wang Yan approaching him, he gave a devil-may-care smile.
"Oh, Tiezhu, Chef Wang, out of seclusion? Looks like you suffered quite a bit in the River Chart."
"Ah, don't even mention it. Martial Uncle, you have no idea how ruthless Master was..." Li Tiezhu instinctively began pouring out his grievances, but he suddenly froze as the words left his mouth.
Third Master was still the same Third Master. Even his teasing tone had not changed.
But in the past, Third Master Si's eyes had held the mortal world's cloudy wine. Now, even when he smiled, his whole bearing carried an indescribable steadiness and restraint.
"Third Master, your cultivation..." Wang Yan, beside him, had not