Chapter 113: The One It Belongs To
Yun Qiao didn’t notice Wen Qing’s astonishment. She simply turned to the right, bent down to pick something up, and walked back holding it in her hand. Pointing toward the ground, she said, “Look.”
Wen Qing blinked, then realized what she was holding—it was that square seal-like underworld artifact from earlier. She deliberately flipped it over, revealing four bright red characters carved onto its surface—“Han Shu’s Private Seal!”
“This is…” Wen Qing’s eyes widened. He looked at the seal carefully, and fury immediately flared up again. He cursed aloud, “That damned brat—it really was him!”
“Uncle Wen, you know this person?” Yun Qiao asked curiously.
Wen Qing’s expression froze, his anger deepening. With a heavy sigh, he rubbed his white hair awkwardly and said, “Unfortunately, he’s my worthless disciple.”
Yun Qiao was stunned. Disciple? Wasn’t Wen Qing one of the founding elders of the Taiqing Sect? How could he possibly have a disciple from the underworld?
“This matter is… complicated,” Wen Qing said, his tone heavy. He hesitated, then scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. “Um… little junior niece, rest assured, I’ll get to the bottom of this. I’ll find out exactly what those people from the underworld are plotting. So before that… could you… could you maybe…”
The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became. His face turned bright red, but he still couldn’t bring himself to say what he wanted.
“You don’t want me to tell the Grandmaster, right?” Yun Qiao said bluntly.