Heavy Peak, the burly man, shot Bai Yihe a sidelong look but did not answer him.
With his straightforward nature, he disliked Bai Yihe. He always felt that beneath the other man's refined smile lay ten thousand schemes of malice.
He raised a hand and scratched at his steel-needle-like short hair, then looked toward Shuang Fengyan.
"Are you two the helpers Shuang Qingqing found?"
Shuang Fengyan, whose face was the color of red dates, remained utterly calm. He stared at the suddenly appearing man and woman without the slightest ripple in his gaze.
Bai Yihe and the others were taken aback upon hearing this, especially Bai Yihe. He had investigated Shuang Qingqing's background thoroughly.
For some unknown reason, that demoness had survived to this day with only Nascent Soul Realm cultivation. She had actually been stranded on the Desolate Moon Continent, and that information was absolutely reliable.
Bai Yihe had personally searched the soul of the girl named Bai Rou whom Shuang Qingqing had brought back. He learned that Shuang Qingqing had once been an elder of a sect called Woodstream Sect!
Because of this, he had indeed obtained quite a bit of other information about Shuang Qingqing. At the same time, he did not dare turn Bai Rou into an idiot.
Before an old demon as shrewd as Shuang Fengyan, that might truly become a case of silver buried beneath one's own wall.
After confirming that Shuang Qingqing had never told Bai Rou any secrets of the Celestial Spirit Clan, he had not altered Bai Rou's memories.
White paper was white paper. If he insisted on adding a stroke to it, Bai Yihe did not know what methods great cultivators possessed. Unless absolutely necessary, he did not want to turn cleverness into clumsiness.
However, this also told him that