The instant Shanggong Changge heard those words, her beautiful eyes widened. Of course she knew who Dongli Pei was.
She had never met him, but she had long since committed the names of her race's powerful figures to memory. And he had mentioned Dongli Qing.
In a flash, she recalled the other thing she had heard when she first woke. She felt as though lightning had struck her, and she understood what had happened.
What she had done back then had been exposed! She tried to struggle upright, but her magic power had been sealed and she could not move. She turned her head, trying to see her surroundings.
"Senior Dongli, I..."
The words tumbled out, but after that she had no idea what to say. Strong-minded as she was, she could not think how to defend herself now. He had clearly performed a Soul Search on her.
The blinding ball of light hovered directly above her, so Shanggong Changge, lying on the ground, could not look up and see the face behind the hanging sleeve.
All she could make out through the glare was a blurred black figure standing there, one arm seemingly lowered toward her.
As she turned her head in terror, she spotted two more figures nearby. They stood at an angle where the white light overhead could not completely obscure them.
Its glow lit their lower bodies, leaving their upper bodies in shadow. But with a cultivator's eyesight, she could see them clearly.
"Daoyu!"
She recognized one immediately: Daoyu, who had traveled with her. She knew the other as well. She had met him through his dealings with Daoyu. He was Dongli Dongshan of the Dongli Lineage.
But Shanggong Changge did not call out to Dongli Dongshan. She glared at Daoyu, fire in her eyes. With