章 941: The Scum Is A Translator

Cheng Sheng frowned as he pondered while they walked down the beach, acting like foreign enemies. The sound of the waves crashing on the boulders of rocks is music to the ears. It makes one feel calm. Coupled with the salty scent of the sea, it made one relax.

"Gong Xian." Cheng Sheng suddenly called.

"Yes?" Gong Xian answered while looking around, trying to spot any foreign enemy that might be secretly watching them, and found them out. 

"Ask Ki Le how the previous sect leader was chosen to be the successor." Cheng Sheng spoke.

"Huh?" Gong Xian muttered. He was surprised by this sudden change of topic. Weren't they talking about his shifu just now?

"Just ask him." Cheng Sheng said. He has a bad feeling about this, and he is usually right with his gut feel. So, something definitely not good is going to happen.