Zhu He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression somewhat heavy, murmuring to himself: "As far as I know, Little Lv Qingzhu has been diligently cultivating by the elder's side for several years. And Duan Rong comes from the remote Four Southeast Prefectures; the two shouldn't intersect! Why did she want to kill Duan Rong?"
Zhu He pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to Wu Shidao, and instructed in a deep voice: "Go check, see if there are any traces in the archives of the Internal History Department. How did that little girl and Duan Rong get entangled together? And for what reason did they harbor resentment?"
"Yes!" Wu Shidao clasped his hands in a salute and retreated.
After Wu Shidao left, Zhu He continued pacing back and forth in the room. After a few rounds, he suddenly laughed heartily.
"Primordial Qi Realm... Third Level... comprehending Sword Intent..."
"Mental Realm!? Excellent! So excellent!"
