Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

"I didn’t initially know who this important figure was, but last night Fellow Zong went to Yunxiang Pavilion and happened to meet you, sir, and even saw you enter Li Ruolan’s room. Although this is quite presumptuous, we guessed the relationship between you and Li Ruolan."

"So, this morning when we were talking, we confirmed that this important figure was indeed you, and then during breakfast, a group of cultivators barged in, and there was some rational argument between us. With Fellow Zong’s help, we decided to have a face-to-face discussion at Yunxiang Pavilion tonight."

"If I were alone, I’d be a bit scared, so I came directly to Celestial Craft Workshop, hoping to get your help, because after all, you support Li Ruolan in becoming a palace master..."

"Of course, there might be misunderstandings in this matter, and if that’s not your intention, Fellow Zong and I will leave at once, and really, we apologize for the intrusion."

Feng Zhaoyang spoke swiftly.

Wang Haoran understood; he seemed to have a sudden insight but didn’t directly answer Feng Zhaoyang’s question. Instead, he turned to Yuchi and said, "So, it was you in Qingyun’s room last night. I thought it was some bad guy, scared me half to death. I’ve been investigating your background."

Yuchi: "..."

Damn it, has this old fox just laid bare my actions? Have I met an expert here?

Indeed, when gazing into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at me. There must have been Wang Haoran’s men in Yunxiang Pavilion at the time, observing the situation around them. No wonder this guy hurried away later; it wasn’t about moving fast, but about deeming this place unsafe.

Feng Zhaoyang looked at Yuchi with a teasing expression: "Fellow Daoist, so you were eavesdropping."

Yuchi’s embarrassed demeanor: "I just wanted to help you, Brother Feng, and besides, how is this eavesdropping? It’s called smart data analysis that helps us live happier lives."

The three: "..."

Big data... makes sense.

Wang Haoran smiled more broadly: "No worries, friends need help, and if it were me, I’d stand up too. But Fellow Zong, weren’t you dressed in black last night? Why did you suddenly change to red today? And your mustache?"

Yuchi: "..."

Damn, really encountered an expert, has this guy figured me out completely? But wasn’t Yuchi prepared for such things? Helplessly he said: "There’s no choice; when you go on, you must have some disguise. My concern was about encountering some dangerous figure, not expecting it to be you, the State Capital Pavilion Master from Celestial Craft Workshop, really embarrassing you, sorry!"

Still, Yuchi was completely sure Feng Zhaoyang and Wang Haoran knew each other; just with Wang Haoran’s intelligence-gathering ability, how could he not know Feng Zhaoyang and Li Ruolan were involved? How could it possibly be otherwise? If Feng Zhaoyang and Wang Haoran didn’t know each other, he’d wash his hair upside down!

Feng Zhaoyang said nothing but took a sip of tea.

Mmm, his eyes lit up. As expected of Wang Haoran’s tea, the tea soup was really tasty. Can you actually taste freshness from a single leaf?

"No worries, they must be misunderstandings, no problem at all."

Wang Haoran waved his hands, signaling Yuchi not to worry, then suddenly said, "And Fellow Zong, have we met before? You look familiar to me."

Yuchi felt uncomfortable under Feng Zhaoyang’s gaze, holding a teacup like an innocent pup: "I don’t know, maybe we glanced at each other in a crowd. I also left from the Celestial Craft Workshop platform before, perhaps you saw me?"

But Wang Haoran replied, "Really? Not just a brief encounter, you may be seeing me for the first time, but I don’t think it’s my first time seeing you."

"I seem to have your portrait from Bu Huoran."

"You..."

"Are you Little Uncle?"

Feng Zhaoyang: "???"

What does it mean?! He couldn’t understand at all! He looked at Wang Haoran in disbelief, Wang Haoran’s one sentence had so much information!

"First, isn’t Bu Huoran Wang Haoran’s wife? Isn’t Bu Huoran in Tiesi City? Then how could Bu Huoran know this old Zong?"

"Second, even if Bu Huoran knows Zong Liangqing, why show the portrait to Feng Zhaoyang? Unless Old Zong is crucial?"

"Third, what kind of twist is this? Completely confused!"

Feng Zhaoyang looked at Yuchi, grumbled to himself: Wow wow wow, no matter what, this old Zong must be hiding a lot from me, this guy isn’t honest at all, who knows what he truly is?! I hope I’m overthinking, and it’s just Wang Haoran’s mistake.

Yuchi listened and was slightly surprised, oh wow, you know I’m the Little Uncle?

Darn.

While Feng Zhaoyang was a bit baffled, Yuchi smiled and said, "Not sure what Wang means here, I don’t quite understand."