In a secret chamber of the Celestial Gate Mountain sect, Fang Qingyuan was reporting the results of his recent trip to Lechuan.
Lechuan sat in the main seat, casually playing with the Crimson Young Bird Fang Qingyuan had released, and asked offhandedly,
"This bitter ploy of yours, will that Chai Wenzhai fall for it?"
Fang Qingyuan sat to the side, replying respectfully,
"Your disciple is seventy percent certain. That day, Uncle Huo captured Chai Wenzhai first, and only later captured Chai Miao. Moreover, all the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Spirit Wood Alliance who knew about it are already dead. Chai Miao and Chai Wenzhai are in the same predicament. They are in prison, and I have people torture them daily to give them a taste of suffering. After enough time has passed, it will be very difficult for Chai Wenzhai not to trust his fellow prisoner."
Lechuan nodded, tapping his fingers on the table. After a few breaths, he sighed.
