There was a moment of silence in the air. Si Mobai wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said, "It's useless to think about it now. It's better to find Feng Yunsheng and ask him personally when the time comes."
Perhaps he could find the State Preceptor. He must know.
Si Mobai had this thought, and so did Feng Tianlan. The state preceptor knew a lot, so he must know a lot about Feng Yunsheng.
Su Jingfeng didn't make a sound. Instead, he looked up at Si Mobai. The vermillion-zhusha mole on his forehead seemed to have been split open. Although the spiritual force on his body was strong, it still made him feel strange.
"I'm very satisfied with your bandaging." Su Jingfeng waved his hand and stood up. "I'm going to find Yun'er."He believed that Yun'er would give him an explanation.
"Su Jingfeng, was the black-clothed man with you that day?" Feng Tianlan also stood up and asked.