The scholar grew more convinced that the Chen Pingping before him was indeed the Chen Pingping from the Wuji Sect. He had to find evidence to prove the guy's identity and origin.
He needed to let the Fairy see his true face.
Afterward, he began planning the third interception of Wuji Sect disciples.
It was another dark and windy night.
The scholar, nerves taut, surveyed his surroundings.
Chen Pingping, beside him, had his eyes closed in meditation, perfectly calm. He was almost certain that the old hen must have taught Li Qi the Stealth Skill. Otherwise, with his cultivation level, he would have found it impossible to evade the Divine Sense of a Lord.
Since that was the case, he didn't need to worry excessively.
An hour passed.
The ever-vigilant scholar subconsciously glanced at Chen Pingping and wondered, Why isn't this guy talking anymore?
He was making judgments.
