C2192 Intelligence

Time rift.

The tea on the stone table emitted strands of dense mist, immortal energy swirling about.

Sect Master He calmly looked at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing, on the other hand, slightly frowned.

Sect Master He meant that there was also a traitor among the upper echelons of the royal court.

It seemed like they had yet to find any clues about the traitor