"Please speak, Senior!" Li Zongbao naturally knew what the Golden Core cultivator wished to ask. When Xiao Hua had been questioned earlier, quite a few cultivators had already caught on, all of them whispering among themselves or transmitting voices, their expressions strange.
"I wish to ask you: was it you who brought the news of Xuntian City's fall to Tongmu City? Did you witness Xuntian City's fall with your own eyes?" The Golden Core cultivator stared at Li Zongbao and asked directly. "Just how did those sword cultivators breach Xuntian City? Did my Dao Sect ** fail to return in time to reinforce it?"
"Ha ha ha!" Li Zongbao laughed. "I had thought Senior wished to ask something significant. So it was this! Then, in my capacity as a member of the Joyful Sect **, I formally explain to Senior and all fellow Daoists present: my three junior brothers and I did not come from Xuntian City! It is even less possible that we witnessed its fall! Moreover, all fellow Daoists know that after the Sword Tomb Great Battle, we left the battlefield to travel elsewhere. We have only just returned to Xi Country and only just arrived in Tongmu City. As for the state of the war, we know even less than all of you fellow Daoists! In a while, we will still have to seek Senior Chen's guidance!"
"But..." The Golden Core cultivator still wanted to ask more.
Yet Li Zongbao did not wait for him to finish, cutting him off. "This junior knows that Senior wishes to ask where we traveled. However, that is the ** of this junior and the others. Forgive this junior's rudeness, but we cannot reveal it! If possible, in the future my Joyful Sect, as well as the Xunyan Sect, Huanhua Sect,