Regarding the young Taoist Qin Hao, Chen Yang considered himself quite knowledgeable.
This fellow, after twenty years of secluded cultivation, developed a perceptive mind, pure and untainted, akin to a banished immortal.
Initially, Chen Yang had high hopes for him, granting him two levels of cultivation, but now…
Chen Yang's brows furrowed tightly together; he couldn't comprehend.
Killing one's master is like killing one's father!
How could Qin Hao possibly do such a thing?
Whoosh!
Chen Yang exhaled deeply, then inquired of Yang Hu, "Is there any other news?"
"Qin Hao is marrying Li Honglie's granddaughter soon," Yang Hu reported, "Nothing else for now."
Chen Yang rubbed his forehead.
He simply couldn't understand this matter.
"Immediately send people to investigate this in the secular world; I feel something isn't right," Chen Yang instructed Yang Hu.
"Alright!"
