The moment Ye Luo heard the reply, he realized that his anxiety had made his tone too harsh.
But he urgently needed to learn what had happened here and had no desire to argue over this, so his tone immediately softened.
"Qing Ye, there are things I need to know. My impatience got the better of me. My apologies!"
Inside the cave abode, a sharp gleam flashed through Qing Ye's eyes. He had not expected this old ghost to suddenly soften his tone.
The other man had always relied on his superior cultivation to maintain a forceful attitude. It was exceedingly rare to hear him speak like this.
Qing Ye was no fool, either. He immediately pieced together some of what lay behind this.
Something happened at the prison?
The thought swiftly rose in his mind.
Qing Ye immediately reached a conclusion, feeling somewhat surprised. Still, whatever happened over there was none of his concern. The bigger the trouble, the better.
"The last trip to Yellow Springs City was four months ago! Has something happened? Do you need my help?"
His tone was indifferent, but he had answered Ye Luo's question. Outside the cave, Ye Luo's brows knitted at his reply.
"Four months ago? Has truly no one gone there in the last few days, or come here from Yellow Springs City?"
"Ye Luo, if you don't believe me, why bother asking again?"
Rather than becoming angry at Ye Luo's questioning, Qing Ye let a hint of mockery creep into his voice.
Yet after he said this, Ye Luo did not become angry either. He simply stood outside the cave, lowering his head in thought.
When Ye Luo ignored his words, Qing Ye felt displeased as well. He closed his eyes again, showing no intention of inviting the other man