Reflecting on the terrifying power of Yin Tianxia, Mr. Wen also felt a twinge in his teeth, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.
"However, the person you've found truly has some methods, managing to hide his fate without a trace. It seems he is also someone from my Dao."
Mr. Wen recalculated whom Yun Wuyue had recently met, but the result was still a blank.
All information regarding Qingyu was thoroughly obscured, completely invisible; even Feng Jiu, who was related to Qingyu, could not be calculated.
"Since the items have been delivered, I shall take my leave," Yun Wuyue did not wish to stay any longer and prepared to leave directly.
"Uh-huh," Mr. Wen gently nodded. "Tell your Master that on the sixth day of the sixth month, I will perform the ritual."
"I understand."
Yun Wuyue's figure gradually vanished, leaving Mr. Wen alone, standing in the courtyard.
