"Haha, who knows? Maybe he wants to do you a favor."
As he spoke, Zichen's mind drifted to the seductive demon woman from the Northern Region who had visited the Ji family estate two days ago. His gaze grew even colder.
He didn't know what his father had discussed with that demoness specifically, but they were surely plotting something sinister. After all, the master of the Hundred Spirits Pavilion that his father had recommended Zichen to meet in Western Province City had also been from the demon race.
Now it seemed the Ji family had connections not only with the demons of the Western Region but also with those hiding in the Northern Region!
"If that's the case, I'll verify this myself."
Zhihan accepted the letter and turned away with a faint glance.
Zichen waved his hand and left. But the moment he stepped out of the Primordial Sacred Land, he came face to face with a tall powerfully built man in blue robes who carried himself with arrogance.
