Ji Jingqiu was silent for a moment.
Having dealings with Marshal Ji? Either being deceived or birds of a feather.
The former means easy to manipulate, the latter suggests ill intentions.
Not easy to handle.
"You've found the wrong person. You should seek Ji Anquan; he has inherited Marshal Ji's legacy," Ji Jingqiu said calmly.
Don't toss the hot potato; just give it to someone who doesn't get burned.
"Senior Ji's descendant?" Huang Zhiyan said with some surprise, "Our intelligence is outdated. We didn't expect Senior Ji to have left a Taoist inheritance."
"How so?" Ji Jingqiu squinted.
This statement was quite intriguing.
Did the [Phoenix Blood Palace] assume Marshal Ji left no legacy?
Huang Zhiyan smiled lightly and did not answer the question, instead steering the conversation back to the main topic:
"Some matters are more conveniently discussed with Brother. Brother, do you know that a great disaster is impending for the Federation?"
Ji Jingqiu was noncommittal.
