"Oh, someone can escape unscathed!" Pei Yan took the last puff of his cigarette, flicked the butt far away between his fingers, and answered his own question, "That would be whoever drilled holes in this ship and had already prepared a retreat."
"Pei Xiaoyou, do you truly believe there is such a person among the Five Mansions of the Immortal Palace?" After a brief silence, the voice resurfaced, asking with a tone of doubt.
"Who knows? Maybe there is, maybe there isn't! Isn't our task to verify that? I understand what you mean, you're just trying to say that the Spirit Lord has lost trust in the Immortal Palace after the Peach Blossom Spring incident and wants to use this as an excuse to thoroughly cleanse the Immortal Palace."
