"This place must be where Green Pond's Zifu and the Dragon Kind had discussions, and promised something. It was a Foundation Establishment cultivator who came searching here and violated a taboo."
Li Xizhi quickly formulated a conjecture. Now was not the time to think about this. He nodded silently and whispered,
"There are always conflicts of interest within the sect, and such incidents are inevitable. The life and death of my master are at stake, and I cannot sit idly by."
The Zifu monk stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming with amusement while holding those two heads. He spoke,
"Well, well! What courage! What audacity!"
Li Xizhi lowered his eyes and subdued his expression, seeing that the Zifu spoke coldly:
"Do you know my name?"
Li Xizhi understood this was the final barrier and had already made his deductions:
