'Just who could it be?'
The Sect Master racked his brain but couldn't come up with a name. In the end, he resorted to reviewing his list of enemies one by one.
Now, he had to find a way to handle this matter properly.
First, he could deny everything, no matter what. Second, he could find the person behind this and solve the problem at its source.
Only by doing so could he prevent his secret from being exposed.
But even in the worst-case scenario, the exposure of his secret would only amount to a tawdry affair. At most, he'd face some public criticism, but it wouldn't lead to any serious consequences.
The Sect Master pondered for a moment, then a confident smile spread across his face.
...
"Senior, the sweet fermented rice here is absolutely divine. Would you like to try some?"
A small child craned his neck, looking up at Song Wanning with pleading eyes.
He was as exquisitely carved as a jade doll and utterly adorable, with a small jade gourd hanging from his waist.
