His gaze swept over all the council elders and true disciples before landing on his son, Qi Cang.
But it only stayed there for a second.
Xu Yuancan and Lu Zhong and the others had bitter and gloomy expressions.
Qi Yuansheng's simple words made them understand everything.
Yes, they forgot, the Palace Master of the Eight Clouds Hall is not just a mascot.
Qi Cang has factions, Ling Yi has followers, the Great Elder and Lu Zhong and others have disciples and connections.
But in this Eight Clouds Hall, whose influence could surpass the Palace Master?
None, neither openly nor covertly.
Qi Cang's little schemes in Qinglan Prefecture could never have been hidden from him.
From that time onwards, Feixian Sect probably came under this Palace Master's radar.
Ling Yi's attempt to intercept also couldn't escape his notice.
This deeply hidden hunter had always been silent, merely watching the two groups plan and scheme.
