The moment those words were spoken, the grand hall fell into sudden silence.0

The Daoist Master Sumian from earlier was a fake!0

Li Minggong's heart trembled as a chill surged through her mind. Both siblings stood frozen in the hall as suffocating dread spread through the air. Behind her, Li Chenghui's earlier doubts dissolved, replaced by cold fear, That man came to gather information… he asked about Zhouwei… yes, he was asking about Zhouwei…0

How could someone at mere Foundation Establishment Realm possibly perceive the transformations of a Purple Mansion Realm Daoist Master? If that person wasn't Sumian, then who could it have been… Yehui? Changxiao?0

The thought flashed by like lightning, and another surged up in Li Chenghui's mind, If the last Sumian was fake… then could this Daoist Master Tinglan before us be real?!0

Tinglan lowered her...4