“It would be a shame to burn such a nice villa.” Bi Ningshuai murmured while his eyes shadily darted around, wanting to find a few expensive items.

Su Yun and the scholar became serious after feeling Feiyun’s fury. Ji Yunyun brought a new pot of tea and poured a cup for Feiyun. The smoke billowed with a nice scent.

Feiyun didn’t drink and said: “I’ll leave after three questions.”

“Go for it.” The scholar knew that Feiyun was here to find him and even knew the three questions.

“First, what is the relationship between Beiming Moshou and Beauty’s Smile?”

The scholar pondered for a bit before swinging his sleeve. A plume of light flew out to contain this area. He didn’t want other cultivators to spy on their conversation.

After sufficient preparation, he began: “Beauty’s Smile has the heretical sacred ground, Mount Potala, behind it....