That evening, Chen Qing was cultivating.
A voice called out from outside the courtyard, "Chief Chen, the Sect Leader summons you! It's of the utmost urgency!"
"Alright, I'm coming."
Chen Qing quickly finished his practice and hurried toward the Council Hall.
'Of the utmost urgency!?'
'What in the world happened?'
When Chen Qing arrived, He Yuzhou was already seated at the head of the hall, his expression grim.
Peng Zhen, Tan Yang, Hong Yuandong, along with several Elders and the Marshal of the Wutai Army who were stationed at the Sect, were all present. Every face was solemn as they wondered why the Sect Leader had called such an urgent meeting.
He Yuzhou's sharp gaze swept across the room, and his brow furrowed. "Where are Junior Sister Chu and Shen Xiuyong?"
His voice held a hint of urgency.
