Yang Qingxi suddenly spoke. "Sister Song."
Her voice was much softer.
"We’re not asking you to betray White Moon Sect."
Song ilin looked toward her.
Yang Qingxi continued.
"We only want to find the person responsible."
"If the attacker truly belongs to the sect, then they are also a threat to White Moon Sect."
Those words struck directly at the core of the issue.
Song ilin slowly closed her eyes.
After a long mont, she finally let out a tired sigh.
"You two are right."
When she opened her eyes again, her expression had beco serious.
"There are not many people qualified to learn Lunar Chains."
"And among those people..."
Her voice lowered slightly.
"There are a few nas that even I don’t want to suspect."
The atmosphere in the room imdiately beca heavy.
Because all three of them understood the aning behind those words.
This matter had finally reached a point where it could no longer be avoided.
Song ilin spoke after a long silence.
"At present, the only people in White Moon Sect capable of using Lunar Chains are the Great Elder, the Sect Master, and Core Elder Yuan."
Su Mo paused.
Yang Qingxi’s brows furrowed slightly.
"No one else?"
Song ilin shook her head.
"At least, not to my knowledge. That’s why I find it difficult to believe that soone from the sect attacked you."
The room beca quiet again.
Yang Qingxi lowered her gaze thoughtfully before asking, "Is it possible that soone else secretly learned the technique?"
"I don’t think so."
Song ilin answered without much hesitation this ti.
"The requirents are too strict. Lunar Chains is not sothing an ordinary disciple can learn simply by obtaining the manual."
She glanced at Su Mo.
"Besides, according to what you described, the attacker was able to contend with a Golden Core cultivator."
"Among the people currently in the sect, only the Sect Master, the Great Elder, and the Core Elders possess that level of strength."
"Out of them, only those three possess Yang affinity and are qualified to practice Lunar Chains."
Su Mo’s fingers lightly tapped against his arm.
The rhythmic movent continued for several seconds as he sorted through the information.
"If one of them truly is involved..."
His voice trailed off.
"What could possibly be the motive?"
"They don’t know us. Neither Qingxi nor I have any connection with White Moon Sect."
Song ilin hesitated.
The conflict inside her beca visible for the first ti.
She wanted to help them.
At the sa ti, she didn’t want suspicion to fall upon people she had known for decades.
More importantly, she didn’t want this matter to spiral into a conflict between the sect and Yang Qingyun’s children.
Unfortunately, the clues were leading them down exactly that path.
After a brief struggle, she finally spoke.
"Actually..."
Her gaze shifted toward Yang Qingxi.
"One of them does have a connection to you."
Yang Qingxi blinked and pointed at herself. "?"
"More precisely, your maternal family." Su Mo imdiately looked up.
Yang Qingxi sat straighter. "Who is it?"
Song ilin spoke slowly. "The Great Elder. Shen Kai."
Her next words explained his identity and the connection. "Qingxi, Shen Kai is Qingyun’s uncle."
Yang Qingxi stared blankly.
"Huh...? My maternal grand uncle?"
"Yes."
"..."
For a mont, Yang Qingxi didn’t know what expression she should make.
Everything had happened too suddenly.
First she discovered Shen Xing’s father was the Great Elder of this sect.
Now she was being told that Shen Xing was actually related to her.
Song ilin patiently finished the explanation. "That would make Shen Xing your aunt."
"..."
The room beca awkwardly silent.
Yang Qingxi’s expression turned increasingly strange. She was twenty-four years old. Shen Xing looked around her age.
Today, sohow she had suddenly gained a young aunt.
An aunt who listened excitedly to Su Mo’s stories like a fan girl. The more she thought about it, the stranger it felt.
Even Su Mo looked amused. Yang Qingxi imdiately glared at him.
"Don’t laugh."
"I’m not."
"You are."
"I am thinking about serious matters."
"The corner of your mouth is moving."
Su Mo coughed lightly and looked away.
Song ilin, who had been under pressure since last night, unexpectedly felt so of her tension ease seeing their interaction.
At least they were still able to joke.
That ant the situation had not completely reached the point of no return.
Unfortunately, Su Mo quickly returned to the main issue. He stood up from his chair.
"Since we have a lead, there’s no point sitting here."
Song ilin’s heart skipped a beat.
"Where are you going?"
Su Mo answered as though it were the most natural thing to do right now.
"To et him. The Great Elder of White Moon Sect and Qingxi’s so-called grand uncle."
Yang Qingxi imdiately nodded. "Let change. I’ll co too."
Song ilin felt a headache coming. These two truly acted faster than she thought.
She could already imagine the scene.
If the conversation went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Wait."
Both of them looked toward her. Song ilin took a deep breath.
"You can’t simply charge over and question him."
"Why not?" Su Mo asked.
"Because he’s the Great Elder."
"And because you’re currently angry."
The answer was so true that even Su Mo couldn’t refute it imdiately.
Song ilin continued.
"Su Mo, I understand your feelings. If soone hurt Qingxi, I would also want answers."
"But right now we only have suspicions."
"If you confront him recklessly and it turns out to be a misunderstanding, then the damage cannot be undone."
Her tone softened.
"What I want is the sa as what you want."
"To find the attacker."
"But I also want to avoid creating enemies where there shouldn’t be any."
Su Mo fell silent.
After a few seconds, he finally sat back down.
Song ilin secretly let out a breath of relief. She knew he was trying very hard to stay calm.
"Let co with you."
She spoke firmly.
"If we’re going to et the Great Elder, I’ll arrange it properly."
"That way everyone can talk peacefully."
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