Old Devil Yu and the Saintess of Hehuan Sect looked at each other, simultaneously thinking of one power:
"Ying Country?"
Old Devil Yu speculated: "Lady, this disciple from the Mystic Temple you turned, Ji Changsheng, could he have been given Emperor Ying's heritage? Or maybe he's the sparks carefully cultivated by those losers from Ying Country?"
The Saintess of Hehuan Sect shook her head: "I can't say for certain. However, he is indeed quite friendly with Ying Country's Red Leaf Princess of this generation. Ying Hongye also accompanied him on his trip to kill Sheng Taiping."
Old Devil Yu mulled over this whole matter for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Viewing it this way, this whole matter seems to bear no connection to our Holy Sect. That Bai Shizhi deserved his death. If Yu Linglong could handle the matter impartially, Ji Changsheng wouldn't even be put into a difficult position. Lady, you indeed have wisdom that reaches the heavens."