In a vast courtyard, an old man stood at a side, his face gloomy.
“Grandfather, what’s wrong?”
A white-clothed youth walked out of his room.
The old man frowned as he slowly said, “That Duan Ling Tian seems to be related to the Alchemist Guild’s Guild Master, Su Mo…”
“How could that be possible? He’s a Branch Family disciple and a disciple with another surname at that; how could he strike a relationship with the Alchemist Guild?”
Li Qing shook his head continuously, unwilling to believe it.
“For some unknown reason, in these last few days, Su Mo would go look for Duan Ling Tian at noon every day.”
Li Tai was slightly fearful for a brief moment.
Although he was the Li Clan’s Grand Elder, in front of Su Mo, he was nothing.
