"Immortal Sect notice board?"
Xue Rufeng's eyebrows raised lightly, revealing a hint of mockery: "Since when did Hall Master Du start to care about the affairs of the hundred Immortal Sects?"
"Hmph."
Du Sha felt discomfited again and couldn't help but blurt out, "Don't play dumb. I don't believe you don't know about the Longevity Pill."
"What do you mean, Hall Master Du?"
Xue Rufeng's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Hmph, not pretending anymore?"
Du Sha raised his eyebrows triumphantly and leaned forward, almost whispering in Xue Rufeng's ear.
"That girl can refine Longevity Pills and has Ancestor Kunlun as her backer. We have no grudges with her. Instead of working for Lan Feng, why not just kill him? The Jianghu will be ours in the future."
Xue Rufeng's eyes drooped, listening patiently to Du Sha's nonsense. His thick, long eyelashes trembled slightly, masking the derision that flashed in his eyes for an instant.
