After Ming Qing and Gao Kunheng had gone far away, the anxious Changge and Chen Chen found themselves at a loss for words. Only bleak clouds shadowed their brows, and their eyes brimmed with worry.
Aunt Qin looked at Zhang Xiaohu for a long while, then sighed. "Great Sect Leader Zhang, actually... it may not be necessary to go this far! Why must you stake your very life as well?..."
There was no need to mention Aunt Qin's former attitude toward Zhang Xiaohu. If not for Changge, Zhang Xiaohu would never have entered her eyes at all.
As for Zhang Xiaohu becoming Great Sect Leader of the Misty Sect... she felt even more uncomfortable about it. Aunt Qin knew that, within the Misty Sect, she could at most become a Deputy Sect Leader. Yet... yet with Li Jian and the others' martial arts crippled, Wen Wenhai and the others' martial arts likewise crippled, while she herself remained only a Deputy Hall Master in Misty Hall, when the Misty Sect was reestablished, she actually... remained the Hall Master of Mingcui Hall, without advancing a single step!
Then there was Zhang Xiaohu. He had merely been a country villager, only winning Wen Wenhai's favor and being taken as his disciple. Then, amid the gathering of wind and clouds, he became Misty Hall's chief disciple. And now... now he had actually become her Great Sect Leader! Such a gulf in status could not help but leave her... deeply ill at ease!
Therefore, from Shixin Peak to the end of Misty Manor, Aunt Qin had exchanged fewer than ten sentences with Zhang Xiaohu. Today, she had deliberately brought this matter before him, wanting to see precisely how Zhang Xiaohu would handle it!
In Aunt Qin's estimation, Zhang Xiaohu would either seek peace at all