Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. That jade slip had long since been taken away by Chen Yi, and from what Sun Qian had said earlier, it seemed she had been lured into Chen Yuming's trap by an old possession of Gen Qing's that Chen Yi held. Thinking about it now, that might very well have been the jade slip! If so, the jade slip was now in Sun Qian's hands. How was he supposed to gain any insight from it?
However, Xiao Hua did not dare point this out. He smiled ingratiatingly and answered, "Yes." Inwardly, he had already made up his mind: once he returned to Myriad Thunder Valley, the first thing he would do was refine a whole pile of Rejuvenation Pills, and the first person he would give one to would be Gen Qing. Though he could not meddle in matters between Gen Qing and Sun Qian, he could still fan the flames and beat the drum from the sidelines, couldn't he?
"By the way, how is my master doing?" Xiao Hua suddenly recalled something. When he had last seen Cui Hongshen, he had learned that Martial Uncle Nameless was in closed-door cultivation unto death and had not emerged for many years. Several more years had now passed. He ought to have formed his Golden Core by now, right?
Yet the moment the words left his mouth, Xiao Hua regretted them. He secretly blamed himself for ultimately failing to remain calm. Since he had already returned to the Thunder Control Sect, there would surely come a day when he could return to Myriad Thunder Valley. Wouldn't one look tell him all he needed to know? If Gen Qing asked how he knew Martial Uncle Nameless was in seclusion, how could he answer? After all, Martial Uncle Nameless had