418 Happy New Year

The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect had been in a bad mood lately. His nose grew redder, and his hair grew thinner. He remained in a silent state for increasingly longer periods of time. Even the pig leg and the preserved sue cotyledons couldn't cheer him up.

In his opinion, no matter what intent or scheme was hidden in that letter, it was quite risky. If Jing Jiu guessed who he was, confrontation would ensue for sure.

If Jing Jiu, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were killed, the strength of the young generation on Green Mountain would be cut by more than half; it would be a favorable situation for the revival of the deviant sects. But what should he do right now?

More than twenty days later, it was almost the late spring. The white pagodas were often made wet by the rain, and the pine forest turned more greenish. Yin San went to the vegetable garden again. It happened that Liu Shisui was home.