"Thank you for the reminder, True Lord Gu."
Chen Beiwu reached out to accept the Heaven-Sealing Bottle and offered his thanks, then prepared to rise and take his leave.
Though he was curious about the strength of the Lunar Saintess, Gu Qinghan, he would not challenge her to her face. That would be far too unseemly.
"I heard that a good friend of yours went missing in the Cangyuan Realm."
Gu Qinghan parted her red lips, and Chen Beiwu's expression shifted slightly. He immediately asked tentatively, "Could it be that you have news of Chen Qin, True Lord Gu?"
"Chen Qin. A fine name."
Gu Qinghan offered this appraisal, then looked at Chen Beiwu with interest. "I heard she was your childhood sweetheart?"
Chen Beiwu nodded and asked, "If you have news of Chen Qin, True Lord Gu, I will reward you handsomely."
"Oh?"
Gu Qinghan chuckled softly, her tone calm. "What would you do if Chen Qin had already died at my hands?"
Hearing this, Chen Beiwu fell silent for a moment. There was neither anger nor killing intent in his eyes as he said frankly, "If you slaughtered an Immortal Alliance cultivator without cause, True Lord Gu, I would certainly seek justice for my friend."
As he finished speaking, Chen Beiwu's Daoist robe stirred without a breeze.
The Cold Origin Dragon Saber at his waist had yet to leave its sheath, but an Immortal-Slaying Saber Intent powerful enough to strike terror into Nascent Soul True Lords instantly locked onto Gu Qinghan's brow, making the Heaven and Earth Spirit Vigor within Guanghan Palace unbearably heavy.
Facing this Saber Intent, Gu Qinghan sat upright on her lotus dais, her expression entirely unchanged.
"You have courage."
Sensing the aura Chen Beiwu gave off, Gu Qinghan praised him, then shook her head