As he watched Du Huating's dejected back, a cold glint flickered in the depths of Chang Wudao's eyes.
Among all his fellow disciples, Du Huating was the most talented. But he wasn't ruthless enough, which was the one thing Chang Wudao disliked most about him.
If he'd had any other choice, he wouldn't have tasked Du Huating with this matter.
"My dear junior brother, I hope you'll make the right choice." Chang Wudao's icy voice echoed through the secret chamber, like the whisper of a devil.
'He had reached a critical juncture. There was no room for the slightest error!'
Du Huating returned to his cave residence with a heavy heart. His head direct disciple, Liuu Ruowei, was already waiting at the entrance. Seeing him, she hurried forward. "Master, is there any news from the Sect Leader?"
At her words, Du Huating nodded, but then quickly shook his head.
