'I have to go directly to Old Qing, huh…' Su Chen had anticipated this, but he was still a little disappointed to hear it.
'Old Qing is great in every way, except he's a little too curious. This request for the Blood of the Deceitful God involves the Deceitful God himself, which means he's bound to ask a million questions for the Bronze Sect.'
'Then again, I can't blame Qing Cang. If I were in his shoes, I'd want to get to the bottom of it too.'
The thought gave Su Chen a headache. 'Maybe I should try tricking it out of the Faceless Ghost instead?'
The thought surfaced for a moment before he dismissed it. 'Better not. Old Qing might be a handful, but it's just one drop. I'd rather try to pull one over on Old Qing than on the Faceless Ghost.'
Su Chen watched Wei Fan leave, then opened his wristband and sent a message to Old Qing.
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