"It's the absolute truth. The person said it himself, and both my daughter and I heard it; we won't remember it wrong," he replied.
Song Tonghai was momentarily stunned by such an out-of-character response and, after thinking carefully, he turned to look at Song Lingxue as if to ask for confirmation.
"Indeed, it's the Night Light Pavilion. The person confessed with his dying breath—there should be no mistake," Song Lingxue nodded immediately.
Fu Quanliang's complexion visibly changed, growing increasingly unsightly.
Seeing the strange expression on his face, Song Tonghai couldn't help but feel a surge of nervousness, "Superior Immortal, is there any difficulty?"
His first reaction was that the Night Light Pavilion had an astonishing background and even those within the Immortal Path would not want to offend them.
"Nothing. I need a Quiet Room for a short retreat of a few days."
