Chi Buzi's thoughts moved swiftly as his gaze flicked across the man's face. He finally brought his eyes down to the cup, and said in a low, distant tone, "No matter what, I must thank you and Senior Yuanshang for stepping in this time. Otherwise, there would have been no turning point."0

Now that Penglai had been invited, Fuxuan understood that Chi Buzi no longer secretly doubted whether their own Master Yuanshang had perished. There was far more certainty in his words. Yet when faced with Chi Buzi's thanks, he gave no reply.0

Although Fuxuan was not as fiercely righteous as the two juniors in his family, and still retained some old sentiment from his early acquaintance with Chi Buzi, there remained a knot in his heart from the past. The line he had drawn between right and wrong would not be crossed, so he merely closed his eyes and sipped his tea.0

The azure-eyed man...0