Qian Renxue looked at Jiang Che and asked, "Have you had your fill, Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Che stuffed a piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast meat into his mouth and said, "Thank you for your generous hospitality, Your Highness. I've had my fill."
Qian Renxue nodded. "Then let's go."
"I imagine you've already met Sect Master Ning and the others?" Qian Renxue suddenly asked as she walked ahead.
"Yes. Sect Master Ning heard that I was teaching his daughter and grew curious, so he met with me once."
Inside the magnificent palace.
Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi sat facing each other, while Chen Xin sat to one side.
Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye exchanged a few pleasantries, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly set down his teacup, just the right amount of curiosity on his face. "I'm ashamed to admit that there's something I've never understood. How exactly did that child Qinghe snatch him away from Spirit Hall?"
The question sounded casual, but he had other calculations in mind.
He had been secretly observing Jiang Che for far more than a day or two, but he absolutely could not let Xue Ye catch any hint of it. Otherwise, with this emperor's shrewdness, he would inevitably follow the vine to the melon.
Ning Fengzhi naturally knew that Xue Qinghe had also assigned people to keep watch, but he was equally certain that Xue Qinghe would never dare bring this matter into the open.
So his question was half genuine curiosity and half an act.
At his words, Chen Xin slowly raised his head as well, his gaze settling on Xue Ye's face as he waited, almost imperceptibly, for an answer.
Xue Ye smiled faintly, his composed tone revealing not the slightest flaw. "Snatch? I wouldn't call it that. It