"You're saying Chen Che went to Faqian City?"
Within the Primordial Sect, Duobao lounged, rolling a string of prayer beads between his fingers. Beautiful female cultivators attended to him, massaging his shoulders and tapping his legs. He addressed the sycophantic Chief Steward before him, his gaze lifting slightly:
"Is this true?"
"It is."
The Chief Steward's name was Cui Zhen. He was Cui Jun's cousin and had only recently achieved Foundation Establishment.
He stood with his hands clasped, a fawning smile on his face.
"I stood watch outside the valley for half a month. In the final few days, I heard that brat Chen Che giving all sorts of orders, making arrangements for his absence. I even saw him leave Jinyun Valley with my own eyes."
"Outside the valley?"
Duobao shot him a glance.
