The Grand Elder's silence did not last particularly long, yet Lin Mu noticed it all the same. For someone who had maintained such remarkable composure throughout their entire exchange, even a few breaths of hesitation were valuable.
The old man had questioned him about ancient sect matters, thrown false information into his questions, mixed official records with private knowledge and even tested him with events that Mengli Zhenyu could never have witnessed.
He was clearly someone accustomed to guarding his thoughts carefully. That made the slight change in his expression when Deng Siqi was mentioned all the more interesting.
Zhenyu stroked his long white beard and looked at the Grand Elder with mild amusement. "You are quite curious about Deng Siqi for someone who should already know more about him than nearly anyone standing here."
The Grand Elder's eyes narrowed slightly.
