Gu Tangyin had already made up her mind to visit the Guardian Chen Ye of the Lingyin Sect tonight.
But she couldn't help but think of another matter.
Yang Qiu... died at the hands of the Lingyin cultivator.
But.
She had clearly ordered He Qinyuan to personally lead people to kill those three to intimidate Chen Ye and the many Yan cultivators.
A cold smile formed at the corner of her lips.
"Heh, whose idea was this? Was it He Qinyuan, Hua Wuyin, or the Zhong brothers?"
"Pretending to comply, yet secretly opposing, using a knife to kill. Once inside the Grotto Heaven, their intentions are as clear as day. Ridiculous, ridiculous, they really don't take me seriously."
"If Yang Qiu hadn't died, I might not have known about this... Tch, useless! Now that things have gone awry, how could those three just surrender themselves, obediently waiting for death at the foot of Yunduan Mountain?"
Gu Tangyin's face grew increasingly somber.
Brings no success, only failure!
It can be said.
