Chapter 893: Uncle And Nephew
Chi Fubo felt a chill run through in his heart at those words. His gaze swept around and landed on the young man behind him, who was silent with his head lowered.
He asked, "Yuanqin! What do you think..."
The young man behind him had sharp, long eyebrows and slightly narrow eyes. His expression was gloomy, his pupils grayish-black, his cheeks gaunt, and his aura dark. He was dressed in luxurious robes. It was none other than Li Yuanqin, son of Li Xuanfeng.
Li Yuanqin appeared momentarily dazed, with only one thought echoing inside, He’s dead?! How is that possible?!
The news that Li Xuanfeng had slaughtered the entire host of Buddhist cultivators came first, shocking the Azure Pond Sect disciples so much they thought it was a false rumor. Naturally, Li Yuanqin became the center of attention, but he didn’t care. Every time a battle report about Li Xuanfeng came in, it was always like this. He had long grown used to it.
But when news of Li Xuanfeng’s death spread the next day, all the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. Though Ning Hejing stayed behind closed doors, Li Yuanqin knew this dear uncle of his was overjoyed. Some members of the Chi Family even laughed aloud; Li Yuanqin staying secluded was already a sign of restraint.
Although Chi Fubo had come to offer his condolences immediately, even with reddened eyes, Li Yuanqin had known him for many years, so how could he not know this man’s true nature? Even if he was not gleeful, he was at least relieved.
Li Yuanqin showed no change in expression. In fact, his heart felt empty. His confusion outweighed his grief, He’s dead? Even he could die?
That hollowness left him restless and uneasy, but fortunately, he had always been reserved and deep-minded. No one could see the slightest trace on his face. He drank when it was time to drink, and laughed when it was time to laugh.