A magnificent complex of palaces was perched on the mountainside, as if floating amidst the clouds.
At that moment, the Golden Crow Sect Master, Cheng Muqiu, stared at the intelligence reports gathered in his hands, his brow furrowed in silence.
"Junior Sister, what do you make of this?" After a long moment, he passed the reports to a gracefully beautiful woman beside him.
Liu Qingping didn't look at the reports he offered. Instead, she sighed and said, "Senior Brother, what I think isn't important. What matters is what the Supreme Elder thinks.
You know how highly he regards Xia Qingxue and how much he has invested in her. Now, her Guardian, Dai Zichen, has fallen, and Xia Qingxue is missing. And all the evidence points directly to the Celestial Vein Sect. What else is there to think?"
Cheng Muqiu frowned. "Don't you find the source of this intelligence a bit too suspicious? If the Celestial Vein Sect was truly behind this, why would they make it so easy for us to find out?"
