The others looked at Little Yuan'er curiously.
Duanmu Sheng asked, "Do you know who did this, little junior sister?"
Little Yuan'er snorted and said, "It's probably the strange man who stays in a coffin. I think he's called Gong Yuandu… He's a weirdo. The world is huge, and yet, he chooses to stay in a coffin. That's scary if you ask me."
Hua Wudao was speechless. It was normal for the younger generation to not know Gong Yuandu. However, for an old man like him, Gong Yuandao's name resounded loudly like a thunderclap. He frowned. "Gong Yuandu?"
"You know him, Elder Hua?"
"... I've heard of him."
Little Yuan'er said, "After master killed Kong Yuan with a palm strike, Gong Yuandu came out… He even wanted to challenge master to a battle. However, that man's especially cowardly. He was so intimidated by master's might that he dared not come out from his coffin."