Counteract

After seeing Fa Zhi leave, King An sat on his armchair with a gloomy face, held up his teacup and took a big gulp.

Xu Ning saw through King An's thoughts and secretly shook his head as he sighed.

King An asked in a deep voice, "Revered sir, what does the Tempest Temple mean by this?"

Xu Ning replied, "The Tempest Temple does not want to participate in this matter, they may also have noticed something."

"Is it possible that they are assisting Chu Li?" King An scoffed.

Xu Ning replied, "The Head Chief and Fa Yuan have a deep friendship, and it is possible that the Tempest Temple and the Head Chief have deeper ties.

King An glanced at him and slowly nodded. "I was too simple-minded."