Now, their Qingyun Sect was already in a very passive position, and if they did not clarify their stance soon, they might not end up any better than the Liushang Sect.
"Heh."
Zhan Beiye's probing gaze rested on Mo Zheng, and he chuckled softly.
"You're quite blunt; just came over to ask, did you? Does anyone else know?" he asked pensively.
"They need not know."
Mo Zheng's eyes were equally somber. What other options did he have at this point?
The things that Gu Qingyu did, while insignificant in an ordinary household, became grave offenses in the Xiang Dynasty. Using Gu poison to harm members of the royal family was no less serious just because Gu Qingyu herself had already died.
Once Xiang Qiyan recovered his strength, under the purview of the Great Elder, all those who could refine Gu poison would be wiped out without exception. And it would also implicate the other branches of the Qingyun Sect.
