Hearing Tu Dai'Er's words, Fang Qingyuan's heart sank. He hadn't expected that even after deliberately avoiding matters of the Outer Sea, he would still be dragged into them.
However, this was a matter for all the Cultivators of White Mountain. It wasn't just the Qingyuan Sect; the other factions couldn't escape it either.
The thought brought Fang Qingyuan a sense of balance. As long as his sect wasn't the only one suffering misfortune, it was fine.
Still, he needed to get a clear timeline so he could make preparations in advance. As the mouthpiece for Tu Wuzhao, the second-in-command of Black Wind Valley, Tu Dai'Er naturally had access to high-level, fast-moving information. A few casual words from her could save the Qingyuan Sect from significant losses.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan reflected on his previous attitude. 'Was I a bit too harsh with Tu Dai'Er?' He then put on a kind and brilliant smile and asked sincerely:
