Qingyi sat nervously in the large, luxurious carriage. Normally, this carriage was reserved for all the elders, but the sect leader had taken it so that they could have some privacy.
The leader ignored the handsome young man's nervousness, his serene eyes focused on the passing landscape as the carriage began to move and the capital fell behind.
"Are you sure killing the crown prince was necessary?" The words broke the silence, sending a shiver down Qingyi's spine.
"The sect leader must be mistaken, I was in my-"
"I don't judge you," Jinhai shook his head, smiling. "I've killed for a woman before, I would have done the same in your place. That's not what I want to talk about."
"Madame Xue told me about your encounters in the Heavenly Thunder Realm. Did you ever fight directly against cultivators who used this demonic pill?"
