"Mu Wanqing, we meet again."
"I don't think you needed to come all this way. I've already made my stance quite clear."
"I have no interest whatsoever in Yu Hongwu's disappearance!"
In his office, Chen Qi was once again face-to-face with Mu Wanqing.
Compared to the refined and serene impression she had first left on him, Mu Wanqing's brow was now etched with a persistent sorrow.
Clearly, the Red Falcon Sect was only half a step away from complete collapse—when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
Without Yu Hongwu, the Red Falcon Sect had lost its backbone. It was inevitable that morale would crumble and its members would drift apart.
"If you help us find the Hall Master—even if it's just his specific whereabouts—I have the authority to give you the original manuscript of [Heaven-Reaching Palace]!"
Feeling rather embarrassed, Mu Wanqing played her final card.
Perhaps she knew it was a bit improper, which was why she only asked Chen Qi to provide some specific information.
