"Those people don't even have a single bodyguard. They're just ordinary folks. When we of the Sitting Oblivion Path find our target, we don't even need to get our own hands dirty—we just have to fan the flames a little, and they'll seek their own deaths. Don't you think so, Hong Zhong?"
Touzi's words seemed directed at Li Huowang, but in truth, they sounded more like a reminder.
A round Jade Pendant? Li Huowang instantly recalled the one he had stolen from Senior Brother Xuanyang's quarters in the Qingfeng Daoist Temple—the very same one he had bartered for a horse not long ago.
Xuanyang... was actually of the Da Liang royal bloodline? With a look of shock, Li Huowang remembered the young man who had tried to escape the Qingfeng Daoist Temple, only to be fed to the Black Taisui by Master Danyang.
The real reason he died... was it the work of the Sitting Oblivion Path? Had the Sitting Oblivion Path already infiltrated the Qingfeng Daoist Temple back then?!
