Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2093: Isn't it an Autumn of Troubles?



Chapter 2093: Chapter 2093: Isn’t it an Autumn of Troubles?

He needs a Paper Person for protection; otherwise, he might not even be able to sleep in peace.

“Yi Kun, how about we share a room instead? Staying in separate rooms like this is way too unsafe—something could easily go wrong.”

“Hmm, you’re making sense.” Leng Yikun slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and agreed.

With such a person in Tufeng Sect, trouble is indeed prone to happen. Listening to how the disciples describe Xue Manyu, there isn’t a single kind word, and all this restraint is out of respect for Sect Master Xue.

Just hearing about her, one can tell she is a nefarious character capable of anything, as long as it serves her purpose.

Upon arriving at the courtyard where they stayed, An Jiuyue had already given the Paper Person to Qian Jiyun.

“Brother, how did you know I was going to ask sister-in-law for a Paper Person?” Yuu Rong was puzzled as he took the Paper Person from Qian Jiyun’s hands—he hadn’t even spoken of it yet.

And upon hearing his words, Leng Yikun rolled his eyes in secret.

Within Master Qian’s space lies a Dragon Soul, and probably the entire Tufeng Sect is under his surveillance, let alone High Priest Demon Heart. Could she be unaware of what they’ve been up to?

“With the Paper Person, we still need to be cautious,” Qian Jiyun advised the two.

“Understood.”

Yuu Rong nodded. They indeed needed to be very careful.

Behold, even Brother and Sister-in-Law deemed Xue Manyu an exceptionally dangerous woman. Even if she was confined by Sect Master Xue, that still posed a threat.

On the other side, after Sect Master Xue had locked Xue Manyu in the Ancestral Shrine, he instructed the Great Elders and others on numerous issues, all pertaining to the proper hosting of High Priest Demon Heart.

Not until he was more satisfied with the arrangements did he remember to seek his son, Xue Jue, to inquire about the situation.

“What did you say? The High Priest is going to take away the Snow Heart?”

When he heard Xue Jue’s words, Sect Master Xue could hardly sit still; he nearly sprung up from his chair.

If the Snow Heart were to be taken away directly and considering the current situation in the Northern Lands, the future of the Silent Snow Plane might not be so placid, right?

“It is only temporary, Father,” Xue Jue glanced at him, reminding.

He had already stated that High Priest Demon Heart intended to take away the Snow Heart temporarily. Did his father simply swallow the word ‘temporary’ whole?

“I understand it’s temporary, but… the Silent Snow Plane is in troubled times right now,” Sect Master Xue lightly coughed and said.

This is High Priest Demon Heart we’re talking about. It’s not easy for her to visit the Silent Snow Plane, and who knows when she will return again. What if it takes many years to get it back?

The citizens of the Silent Snow Plane can’t wait that many years.

“Did you ask the High Priest why she is taking the Snow Heart away?” he asked.

Xue Jue blinked and gave his father a strange look, opened his mouth as if to say he hadn’t asked, but he couldn’t swallow the indignation and retorted to Sect Master Xue.

“I forgot to ask. How about when you see the High Priest, you ask her yourself?”

Did he expect High Priest Demon Heart to view him, the Young Sect Master, as more important than the Sect Master himself?

“Uh.”

Sect Master Xue was taken aback, immediately shaking his head.

“Forget it, then. High Priest Demon Heart surely has her reasons, and her decisions are not for us minor characters to question.”

He wouldn’t dare to question; if only Xue Manyu hadn’t caused trouble in front of High Priest Demon Heart, coveting her husband, then perhaps he could afford to innocently pry a bit.

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