At this time, in another section of the royal genius living quarters, Wen Dao and Jiang Ling were reacting to Senior Master Juo's death.
Inside Wen Dao's house, he and Jiang Ling were similarly analyzing the light projection of the crime scene. Solemn expressions were seemingly plastered on both Wen Dao's and Jiang Ling's faces.
Though they may have their differences with Wen Shao, it was still an overall loss to them since Senior Master Juo is dead.
Wen Dao gently sighed. "It's impossible to trace who exactly did this. But, it would be best to cover up this news as much as possible. I could only imagine what either the Fire Star Holy Land or the Purple Radiance Holy Land would do with this news."
"Most likely gain a false sense of confidence. A fall of a Gold World Spirit Master is nearly equivalent to several ancient Holy King Elders falling." Jiang Ling shook his head while talking.
