Li Feiyu waved a hand to indicate there was no need for thanks. "It was no trouble. Don't mention it."
Then he changed the subject. "However, I heard you had some friction with Senior Brother Mo Qiuxian at the General Affairs Hall. What happened?"
Qing Chen sighed softly and recounted in detail how he had been deliberately obstructed at the General Affairs Hall that day and had his contribution points deducted. He added no embellishments, merely giving a plain account.
After listening, Li Feiyu knitted his brows, displeasure flashing in his eyes. "Mo Qiuxian... I've never liked him.
"A close friend of mine was once held back by the limitations of his spiritual root. To seek a breakthrough, he switched to cultivating the Brahma Demon-Refining Art.
"Who could have known that shortly after he switched, Mo Qiuxian would assign him an extremely dangerous mission? In the end... he died, and his Dao perished."
His dissatisfaction with Mo Qiuxian was plain in his words.
Qing Chen's thoughts raced, and he followed his lead. "To be honest, Senior Brother, I also think there is something very wrong with that man. He may have deliberately released the Brahma Demon-Refining Art. There must be something sinister about it.
"I'm already deeply entangled in it, and it's too late for regrets. I've cultivated it so far that if I rashly switched to another art, I fear... I would have no hope of pursuing immortality in this lifetime."
His voice carried just the right measure of heaviness and helplessness.
Li Feiyu fell silent for a moment before finally speaking slowly. "Since you've already entered the game, how do you intend to break out of it, Junior Brother?"
Qing Chen raised his head, his gaze firm. "I am willing to follow your lead in all things, Senior