He looked up into the distance, where Shen Qingtan's residence appeared particularly tranquil under the setting sun.
However, as he approached, he realized the atmosphere was unusually tense.
"Gu Sheng!"
Shen Qingtan's voice rang directly in his mind through secret transmission.
"Don't come over, there's trouble here."
Gu Sheng paused, his gaze penetrating the gap in the courtyard gate, seeing Qin Yurou and Gu Ningshuang standing back to back, facing a young man dressed in a luxurious purple robe, followed by more than ten imposing disciples of the Holy Academy.
The young man was pointing his finger at Shen Qingtan's nose, a contemptuous smile on his face.
"What's going on?"
Gu Sheng also responded via secret transmission.
Shen Qingtan's eyes were grave, her lips slightly moved.
"Shen Qingyun's backer, Chu Linfeng, a True Disciple of the Holy Academy, with a Fourth Level Cultivation. He's here to settle accounts with you."
