“My daughter, it looks like your efforts have bore no fruit. That child is missing, and even if he survived the Heavenly Calamity, I believe whatever fortune he had is now gone. Haa, I told you not to interfere with Heaven's work, we mere cultivators have no right to.”
“Hahaha!”
Lu Xue Wen and Dongmei were inside Dongmei’s world. Upon hearing her father’s words, Dongmei could not help but laugh.
She then said soon after.
“Old man, what are you trying to pull? Do you really intend to use these methods to get me to say something about Disciple Li Shen’s disappearance? Have you not given up already?”
“My daughter, that’s not the case. I would never-”
“Bah!”
Dongmei suddenly cut Lu Xue Wen off.
“You used me before, so you can use me again. Instead of worrying about Disciple Shen’s whereabouts, you should be focusing on the academy. The war you incited has caused major losses. You even caused the death of that child from the Bai Clan.”