"Senior Brother Ning, Senior Brother Zhang, how is it?"
Chu Zhiyuan put the Spring Sun Sword into his sleeve, sitting on the cushion and looking at the two.
Their faces were so gloomy they seemed to drip water, both shook their heads.
Zhang Ji Yuan grunted: "That kid, indeed escaped, no trace to be seen."
"Not at home, nor within the sect?" Chu Zhiyuan said.
Ning Dongge sighed: "Nowhere at all, completely vanished, leaving no shadow or trace, we still can't find him."
Zhang Ji Yuan embarrassedly said: "Junior Brother, please help find him."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Brother Zhang, even if we find him, what then? Shall we just cripple him?"
"Of course, we can't let him continue to grow stronger and thus be possessed by those Wanxiang Cliff guys."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "But what if he doesn't intend for that to happen?"
"Isn't he afraid of being possessed?"
"He might actually think they can't possess him, instead he could gain greater benefits."
