Early the next morning, Ancestor Hua Shi appeared respectfully in the first-floor hall of the pavilion, reporting to Han Li the words relayed when meeting Ice Phoenix earlier.
"So, Ice Phoenix was really captured by that Six-Winged Frost Centipede, and he holds considerable hostility toward me?" Han Li stroked his chin, inquiring thoughtfully.
"Lady Feng indeed said that, and the reason Six-Winged agreed to act as bait so obediently was due to Ming Zun's promise to convince Han Shi not to trouble him for a thousand years as a condition." Ancestor Hua Shi stated truthfully.
"I see. By the way, have those protective artifacts I had taken away been delivered to Lady Feng?" Han Li asked, maintaining an indifferent expression.
"The disciples have already delivered them."
"That's good. You may leave now. When the grand battle arrives, stay as far away as possible." Han Li nodded in satisfaction.
Ancestor Hua Shi complied respectfully and left the pavilion.
