Jiang Asheng was a clever man. Wen Qingkong rarely came to see them in person, and since he had come today, he clearly had a purpose.
Wen Qingkong smiled and raised his wine cup. After sharing a drink with Jiang Asheng, he carefully explained how he had become an elder of the White Lotus Sect.
Jiang Asheng listened intently, his expression unchanged throughout.
Ever since Wen Qingkong had asked Jiang Asheng and Zeng Jing to protect Li Lan last time, they had known that Wen Qingkong was no ordinary Corpse Seamstress.
Still, the fact that Wen Qingkong was an elder of the White Lotus Sect came as something of a surprise.
After all, the White Lotus Sect was not something Black Stone could compare to. It was a powerful organization that had been fighting Great Xia ever since the Great Xia Empire was founded.
The status of an elder in such an organization was self-evident.
The young man before him was only fifteen, yet he was already an elder of the White Lotus Sect.
Although he had already thought highly of Wen Qingkong, Jiang Asheng's gaze still grew slightly complicated. He was already over thirty, yet compared to the young man before him, aside from the life of privilege he had enjoyed as the son of an official family, he had nothing from the first half of his life that he could present as worthy of comparison.
"You want Ah Jing and me to join the White Lotus Sect."
Since Wen Qingkong had revealed his identity, his purpose was obvious.
Wen Qingkong nodded. "That's right. I do have that intention. But no matter what choice you make, it won't affect our friendship."
Jiang Asheng looked seriously at Wen Qingkong. In those clear black-and-white eyes, he truly could not see the