"After all, there is only one Family Head position.

"Song Qing is actually the Second Young Master Xing’s man."

"That’s interesting."

Qilin Swordsman heard this and couldn’t help but coldly chuckle:

"Old Master Xing is not dead yet, and although Xing Hao is middle-aged, his martial arts are at their peak.

"At this time, those three pups are already eyeing the position of Family Head?

"But... to have something sent to Old Master Xing, and then one’s own second grandson sends people to intercept it.

"I dare say Xing Hao cannot be completely unaware of this?

"Could this be intentional indulgence?

"Ah, if I had known, I shouldn’t have killed that Song Qing last night.

"Letting him return alive would make the Xing Family even more chaotic."

He was rather carefree, although being kept in the dark by Yu Lingxin and Yang Yizhi made him uncomfortable.

But on second thought, he realized the situation.

If he knew too much, it would instead not feel natural. If not for Su Mo, given last night’s circumstances, he would have inevitably left immediately.

Now staying here seems somewhat inappropriate.

"I see."

Su Mo heard this and nodded slightly:

"The Xing Family is a tangled mess, please inform Lord Bei to let my father know, if things are not achievable, no need to force it."

"Yun Mantang is now going to Qiuyu Village to rescue Fairy Luo Die, I’ve already sent someone to follow."

"If the invitation is still there, perhaps we might acquire it."

"By then, we might have a chance to explore Jinglong Hall.

"At least we can see what sort of person this little hall master is."

"Hmm... from Yun Mantang’s mouth, I’ve gained some understanding of the Xizhou Martial World."

"Among them, I’ve never heard of the Jinglong Association."

"But based on the current situation, the Jinglong Association’s rule over Xizhou stretches far beyond our considerations.

"This is something we cannot neglect."

"Hmm."

Qilin Swordsman nodded slightly:

"What are your plans next?"

"Two things."

Su Mo smiled:

"I received a message from Wangyou Island in Nanhai, planning to find someone."

"Wangyou Island?"

Qilin Swordsman was taken aback: "Wangyou Island is quite renowned in Nanhai, we passed through Nanhai briefly before. Heard its name, didn’t expect you went there? You didn’t go for the revelries, did you? Heard it’s a good place, just my sister wouldn’t let me go."

"..."

Su Mo cast a wry glance at him.

Qilin Swordsman initially intended to drink tea, but under Su Mo’s compelling gaze, had to put the teacup down:

"Who are you looking for?"

Su Mo withdrew his gaze, ignoring him.

Seeing his demeanor, obviously the message about Nanhai reached Xizhou.

Yet it wasn’t widely known.

At least, Yulong Escort Agency was still uninformed.

Lightly shook his head:

"That person is called Young Master Xing."

"Someone from the Xing Family?"

Qilin Swordsman was taken aback.

Su Mo smiled slightly:

"The interesting part is, this Young Master Xing sent a secret letter to Wangyou Island months ago.

"He purchased a batch of exotic treasures from Wangyou Island.

"Now these items have been personally delivered by me from Nanhai to this place."

"...Could this Young Master Xing be one of Xing Hao’s three sons?"

Qilin Swordsman’s eyes lit up:

"This makes it interesting, it could very well be the Second Young Master Xing."

"Who that person is, I actually don’t care."

Su Mo sighed:

"I just want to inquire about a piece of information."

"Oh? Tell me."

Qilin Swordsman patted his chest:

"We indeed arrived a bit earlier than you, maybe we know about what you’re inquiring."

Su Mo pondered slightly, though he suspected Qilin Swordsman might be unreliable.

But after hesitating, he still took out the piece of paper from his bosom, spreading it out on the table:

"Look at this."

Qilin Swordsman dared not belittle it, seeing Su Mo’s solemn demeanor, it indicated something extraordinary.

Immediately, he carefully picked it up but was stunned:

"Lotus?"

He looked up at Su Mo:

"Is this left for you by some lover?"

Upon hearing this, both Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun squinted at him.

Qilin Swordsman instinctively shrank his neck.

Lord Bei watched intently, muttering to himself:

"Truly the food is forgotten after the beating..."

Su Mo sighed: "If it really was my lover, why would I go to such lengths to find them?"

"Maybe after one night, they felt the Donghuang’s top expert was nothing special, so they ran off..."

At this point, a crunching sound was heard.

The chair beneath him had exploded.

The whole person fell to the ground, yet couldn’t help muttering:

"But you’re longing for them, so crossing oceans, you must find them?"

Su Mo shook his head gently:

"Your mouth... Fortunately, my father sent you elsewhere to practice martial arts back then, otherwise living in the city, you probably wouldn’t survive past ten.

"To talk about it, Jingang Temple has a decent Divine Skill, do you want to practice it?"

"No way!"

Qilin Swordsman didn’t even think:

"Among the Yu Family, now it’s just me and my sister left."

"She’s getting older, and it’s hard to get married...

"I still have to wait to get married and continue the family line."

"You can’t trick me into becoming a monk.

"Beware my sister will hunt you down.

"But what is that Divine Skill?"

"Silent meditation."

Su Mo said seriously.

"Goodbye!"

Qilin Swordsman, of course, would not really leave.

He looked at the piece of paper in front of him with a puzzled expression:

"What’s the meaning of this?"

Su Mo then recounted the story about Xuanzhen Little Monk and Xuanyuan Xiaoshan.