"Being a Guardian is your martyr's chance, it's a rare opportunity."
Fang Che picked up the jade plate, transformed his appearance into that of Yemo, then slipped out through the window, turning into a wisp of green smoke and effortlessly disappeared.
"Master, Meng Chizheng has been killed. How should the thirteen True Sect members still at Baiyun Martial Academy be handled?"
"Just let them return after graduation, no need for further arrangements."
"Understood. Master, any other instructions? Is there anything left unfinished concerning Meng Chizheng? Do you need me to clean up? I'm about to leave the city."
Fang Che's underlying thought in this sentence was: Did you know Meng Chizheng was poisoned?
Yin Shen Palace quickly responded: "Nothing else, just be careful on your way, hurry to Wan Ling Zhi Forest. Did you use the Blood Spirit Seven Swords as planned for the kill? If Meng Chizheng's body is found, you'll be in danger."
"Understood, Master."
