Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

"Who was that person who just walked by?"

After the man in black walked away, Ren Fengjue immediately asked "One-Eyed Dragon" a question.

"He was the deputy head of the Suspended Mirror Hall, and was once the famous 'Master of Broken Swords' in the martial arts world."

"One-Eyed Dragon" lowered his voice and, fearing that Ren Fengjue might not understand, added, "However, those are all matters of the martial world, so it's not surprising that you haven't heard of them, sir."

Ren Fengjue understood immediately, but feigned ignorance on the surface, saying, "I've never heard of that before."

He changed his tone, deliberately revealing, "However, I did see him traveling with the 'Three Holy Sons' a few days ago..."

"One-Eyed Dragon" then launched into a long-winded explanation: "Ever since the 'Three Holy Sons' condescended to descend to the 'Nine Heavens,' the two deputy hall masters in our hall have been fortunate enough to be recruited under their command and become attendants of the True God."

"This is something we ordinary mortals could only dream of..."

"In the words of the members, the 'Three Holy Sons' are true gods, while the two deputy hall masters are like banished immortals..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ximo, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but let out a light scoff.

"One-Eyed Dragon" couldn't help but glance at her, noticing her indifferent expression and obvious mockery in her eyes.

He had initially wanted to argue with her, but then he thought, she's just a woman, what would she know about these things...

As they spoke, they had already reached the door of a room.

"One-Eyed Dragon" knocked lightly on the door, and after a long while, a deep voice responded, "Come in."

When the door opened, the room was filled with smoke and a faint scent of sandalwood.

An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a white robe, sat upright in the room. At first glance, he appeared quite ethereal and otherworldly.

Even upon hearing someone enter, he didn't even lift his eyes, only slightly parting his lips to ask, "What do you wish to ask?"

The one-eyed man bowed respectfully several times before whispering a few words in the old man's ear.

Upon hearing this, the "Old Doctor" stroked his beard and replied, "Yes, sit down."

"One-Eyed Dragon" immediately gestured for the two to sit down, and to show his attentiveness, he specifically added, "I'll wait outside the door..."

As he spoke, he also closed the door for them.

At this moment, the "Old Doctor" slowly opened his slender eyes, glanced at the two of them, and asked in a leisurely voice, "How many months?"

A seemingly random sentence left Ren Fengjue momentarily bewildered.

Seeing that he didn't understand, the "Old Doctor" added, "How many months have you been having intercourse?"

This question made Ren Fengjue freeze, and before he could answer, his ears turned red...

"This…"

In the midst of the chaos, just as he was about to speak, he saw Xia Ximo suddenly lean forward.

When the "Old Doctor" saw that they couldn't answer, he simply said that they were a young couple, newly married and too shy to talk about their intimate matters.

Just as he was about to say a few words of instruction, his whole body suddenly stiffened. A strange force surged through his limbs, and he was instantly frozen in place, unable to move…

"Is he a wise old doctor or a charlatan?"

Xia Ximo asked coldly, his icy eyes sending chills down one's spine.

The "Old Doctor" sensed something was wrong, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Who...who are you people?"

Xia Ximo said expressionlessly, "I need to ask you something. Think it through before you answer."

Upon hearing this, the "Old Doctor" was about to shout when a force gripped his throat, rendering him unable to utter a sound.

He was terrified and could only stare helplessly.

The "one-eyed dragon" who was guarding outside vaguely heard the commotion and subconsciously wanted to go forward to ask, but was stopped in time by a cold voice.

"This is none of your business."

"..."

Ren Fengjue was stunned by Xia Ximo's actions and only came to his senses after a moment.

"Questioning."

She suddenly turned her head and glanced at him.

Ren Fengjue concealed the strange look in his eyes, remembering their tacit cooperation. He coughed lightly and deliberately said, "He might not know what we're asking, right?"

Xia Ximo looked at the "Old Doctor" again, a cold glint in his eyes. Before he could speak, the "Old Doctor" blinked frantically.

It's clear that he has a strong will to survive.

Xia Ximo moved his fingers, loosening the restraints around his neck. The "Old Doctor" immediately said in a trembling voice, "I will tell you everything you ask for, but please, please spare my life!"

Ren Fengjue immediately asked, "Are the Three Holy Sons here?"

The "Old Doctor" nodded slightly and pointed upstairs, "The Holy Son's Residence is on the third floor... but you won't see him even if you go."

Why?

"How could we mortals possibly know where the immortals dwell?"

"..."

Ren Fengjue couldn't help but sneer, "You guys really think he's a god?"

The "Old Doctor" said, "Since the Three Holy Sons came to the headquarters, the status of our Suspended Mirror Hall has been rising higher and higher, not only in the martial arts world, but also throughout the entire Northern Territory. In time, our members will be able to spread throughout the world. This is all thanks to the blessings brought to us by the Holy Sons..."

A civilian organization that relied on murder and hiring hitmen suddenly began to be revered.

It's unbelievable to even think about it.

Ren Fengjue knew that these people had been deeply misled, and it would be like casting pearls before swine to swine no matter how much reasoning he tried to reason with them.

He changed the subject: "Were any Di people here last night?"

Upon hearing this, the "Old Doctor" looked bewildered: "I've never seen them before...aren't they in Silent Mountain?"

It seems he knew nothing about what had happened in Yashan.

Ren Fengjue thought for a moment, then asked, "You just mentioned the deputy hall master, so where is your hall master now?"

The "Old Doctor" hesitated for a moment before replying tentatively, "To be honest, our sect leader has disappeared..."

"Missing?"

"Yes, he has been missing for a year."

Ren Fengjue frowned; something was clearly amiss.

"Your sect leader has disappeared, and instead of going to look for him, you've gone to support that Third Holy Son?"

The "Old Doctor" said, "Why didn't you search? We've searched the entire Northern Territory over the past year, but we haven't found anyone alive or dead."

Xia Ximo suddenly spoke coldly: "Didn't you ever consider that your sect leader was harmed by the Three Holy Sons?"

The "Old Doctor" was initially startled, his eyes flashing with barely concealed anger: "What nonsense are you spouting? The Third Holy Son has always only saved people, how could he possibly harm them?"

Xia Ximo was too lazy to argue with him. "In my opinion, this is the deduction. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

The "Old Doctor" was certainly dissatisfied, but dared not contradict him.

Ren Fengjue then continued, "Does your Suspended Mirror Hall have a secluded place where people can be hidden, and where even Di people can be concealed?"

When asked this question, the "Old Doctor" thought about it seriously for a moment.

"Our Suspended Mirror Hall... has a dungeon that can hide people, but it's full of members who have committed crimes in the past..."

"Since the arrival of the Three Holy Sons, everyone in the hall has been convinced of their authority, and no one has committed any further offenses. The dungeon has gradually become empty."

A spacious dungeon is indeed an excellent place for Tibetans.

Ren Fengjue and Xia Ximo exchanged a glance, then hurriedly asked, "Where is the dungeon?"

The "Old Doctor" pointed directly down, "It's right below the main headquarters."