Oh, the matter of [Xi Tinxin].
Pei Ye had thought about this topic many times, thought about who would come to discuss it with him, and thought about what situation he would have to face, but he never prepared to confront it at an early breakfast meeting. The footsteps of the attendant outside the screen were still moving about, but before the old man's words "Xi Tinxin" fell, all sounds outside the small table seemed to be isolated in another world.
For the sake of competing for such a Divine Object, Happy Death Tower and Qu Zhu had stirred up considerable turmoil in Shaolong, stretching over two or three decades, and even Ming Qi Tian nearly perished in Big Kongtong. In the end, there was just this small, transparently clear Jade Pearl remaining. You can't expect no one to know about this matter, especially since he was ordered to Shengjing because of it.
