Wuji Sect.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark green robe with dark patterns looked out the window at the surging sea with a solemn expression, his hands behind his back, and a faint sullen air lingering about him. He seemed to be Xue Qiren, the leader of the Wuji Sect.

Next to him stood a man in green with his hands hanging down. The man's head seemed to be slightly lowered, his eyes were hesitant, and the expression on his face was a little panicked, as if he was unsure about something.

"Biao Xing, how long has it been since you went to Qingyun Sect this time?" Xue Qiren's tone was slow and solemn, and he looked out the window without looking back.

"It's been more than a month."

Mu Biaoxing replied softly that although he was the eldest disciple of Qingyun Sect, he was always cautious in front of Xue Qiren. This may be one of the reasons why he has always been reused in front of Xue Qiren.

"Has the investigation yielded any results?"

Xue Qiren turned around at this time and looked at Mu Biaoxing expectantly, as if he wanted to know a satisfactory answer.

"There are results."

Mu Biaoxing raised his head slightly, and his eyes met Xue Qiren's, and then they looked away slightly.

"Have you found the whereabouts of the eldest son?" Xue Qiren's voice was obviously louder, and he seemed to be a little excited.

"I found it, but..." Mu Biaoxing nodded slightly, but his tone was a little unconfident.

"Just what? Have you seen Zongzi? Is he in good health? What's the matter with the help letter?..."

Xue Qiren seemed to have endless questions for Mu Biaoxing to answer, but Mu Biaoxing just shook his head slightly: "I didn't see..."

"What? Didn't you see it? Didn't you say there was a result? Why didn't you see it? Could it be that Zongzi..."

Xue Qiren's mood suddenly changed from excitement to depression.

"The eldest son has been imprisoned. The other party is too strong, and he is in the territory of Qingyun Sect..."

Mu Biaoxing's voice was obviously a little weak, which seemed inappropriate for his status as a disciple of the Wuji Sect.

"Is he being imprisoned? Who has the courage to imprison my eldest son of Wuji Sect, I will let him..."

Xue Qiren suddenly became furious and slammed his hands on the iron-winged wood table in front of him. With a bang, a piece of the hard corner of the table collapsed.

"Sect Master, please calm down. It's because of my incompetence that I couldn't save my eldest son. Please forgive me, Sect Master..."

Mu Biaoxing hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. He had been under Xue Qiren for many years. He had only seen such angry scenes a few times, and every time someone would die because of it, so he clearly knew that he should

How to do it.

"This is none of your business. Tell me, who imprisoned Zongzi? Did that person take the courage of a leopard? Even I, the Wuji Sect, don't take it seriously..."

Seeing Mu Biaoxing kneeling on one knee, Xue Qiren's anger seemed to dissipate, but he still didn't understand who could have such courage.

"Who else could it be, the eldest son's marriage partner, Yasi..."

Mu Biaoxing knew that the only thing that could divert Xue Qiren's anger now was to quickly give Xue Qiren a target for his anger. Otherwise, the target would probably be himself.

"It's that woman again, hasn't she already broken off the engagement? Why are you still pestering the eldest son? Does the Qingyun Sect just don't care about this?" Xue Qiren's eyes suddenly looked towards the sky outside the window, as if to cross the vast sea,

Catch that woman immediately.
Chapter completed!