"Rise, everyone!" With a wave of Xuanqing's sleeve, Wen Zhong and his two companions were lifted effortlessly by an invisible force.
"Eldest Senior Brother, you just mentioned that Junior Uncle Gongming had one of his souls and one of his mortal souls stolen by someone. Who could be so bold? Do you know of a way to save him, Eldest Senior Brother?" Wen Zhong stood up and asked hastily.
"I have come precisely for this matter. As for who is responsible, since Junior Nephew Wen Zhong has spent long years in the mortal dynasties, you should already have a fair idea," Xuanqing replied.
Chapter 100