บท 1670: A Mysterious Man

No matter what kind of guesses the disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion came up with, none of them had guessed Jiang Aijian. Jiang Aijian had died on Mount Halcyon to save Si Wuya, and Si Wuya had died to save Jiang Aijian. In just a blink of an eye, so many years had passed. Now that Jiang Aijian appeared alive and kicking in front of them, they could not help but wonder where Si Wuya was.

If Jiang Aijian was alive, would that not mean that there was hope for Si Wuya?

Yu Zhenghai's hands trembled slightly when he thought about these things. He had to suppress the excitement that threatened to show itself on his face. Under such circumstances, it was imperative that he acted as though he did not know anything. He had to suppress his emotions and calmly faced the matter in front of him.

Just like Yu Zhenghai, the other disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion had a tacit understanding. All of them acted as though they did not know what was going on.