"Who is it?" the man asked.

The boy lowered his voice, obviously worried that someone would listen to it: "It's the one next to the Pavilion Master."

He paused, "So, do you think we are a noble family?"

After the words fell, there was a silence.

Qin Shang finally understood why he felt so familiar when listening to that voice.

These two are subordinates of the Jiuge Branch.

He had heard the older man's voice, but he couldn't remember the other person's name, which proved that his identity was not high. It might be just that he had ordered the other person to do something while inspecting.

But I had no impression of the boy's voice.

At the martial arts conference, some subordinates from Xinshan Branch went up the mountain to join in the fun, but...

"It doesn't matter whether it is a famous or not, what's important is..." The man spoke quickly, his voice also lowered, "A Qing, how do you know about this?"

The boy stammered for a while: "I...I just know."

"Who told you?" the man asked.

The boy didn't say anything anymore.

The man gritted his teeth and whispered coldly: "I'm asking you! Who told you about this?"

Qin Shang lowered his eyes, and his knees on the ground began to become weak.

Five years ago, the people in Xinshan who were branching in the assassination of the martial arts leader could not know about it - no, it was not Xinshan, but except for the Nine Hall Master, all the subordinates of the Nine Pavilion should not know about it.

No one even knows about the world.

Why does this young man, who is unknown in Jiuge, know?

And, it was said at this time?

Most of the people who come to attend the martial arts conference today are from the world. It can be said that there are masters everywhere on the mountain and down the mountain.

The tent they were holding was not far from where the two of them were talking. They were talking in a low voice over the cabinet, so they were not worried about being heard by the people in the tent?

Master Jiuge - Even if he is just an ordinary member of the family, he will not be able to not even have this little warning.

Five years ago...Five years ago...

Qin Shang tried desperately to recall in his mind, what made a mistake five years ago?

In the Tianshan Sword Contest, he took Song Yanxia's head and went straight back to the top of the Nine Pavilions. He was injured at that time and did not dare to delay the time on the road, so he did not stop at any of the division halls.

But when they returned to the mountain, nine hall masters reported their affairs to the owner on the mountain, so they knew about it.

It is impossible for the nine masters to reveal themselves...

No.

Why is it impossible?

Just by the loyalty of the nine hall masters?

Qin Shang's lips were pursed tightly, and he couldn't help but think that in Xinshan Branch, the Lord Xi took the initiative to tell him that the Lord ordered the re-select of the No. 1 master, and also introduced him to several young masters who were preparing to participate in the competition in Xinshan Branch. The youngest was only sixteen years old, beautiful and capable of coaxing people. After seeing him, he whispered "Brother Qin", which was sweet and straightforward.

The two people who were speaking just now were the subordinates of the Xinshan Branch.

Xinshan is close to the border of Daxia. In order to facilitate the unified transmission of intelligence and orders, both sides of the border include the territory of Ling Kingdom and within the territory of Daxia, all branches are under the jurisdiction of Xitang.

A possibility that gradually emerged in Qin Shang couldn't help but clench his hand.

The competition on the ring had begun, no one was talking around, everyone was quiet, and they could feel the tension conveyed from the air, and they all watched the masters on the stage compete with their breath.
Chapter completed!