"Have we been betrayed?"
"Impossible!" One after another, Qiu Sanren and Qiu Sanbao considered this possibility but denied it instantly. The Ancient Spirit blood drops that they'd received from Qiu Meng made every son and daughter of the Qiu clan cherish honor and loyalty above all other principles. No amount of benefit could make the children of the Qiu clan sell out their kin. And yet, as top-ranking members of the Mourning Shadow hall, how could they not recognize the carriage and steed of the Endless Sea's monarch?
The ritual preparations were in full swing, and with every Qiu clansman having more work than one pair of hands could handle, this was the perfect opportunity for traitors to sneak out. Alarmed, Qiu Sanren and Qiu Sanbao spread out their Spiritual Senses. The absence of one of their weaker clan protectors struck them both speechless, forcing them to accept the truth that their hearts refused till now.
