Hearing Ji Zhouyin's question, Song Lingxue's recently arisen anxiety quickly dissipated.
Although another Great Saint had perished, given the example set by You Bi Yue, Ji Zhouyin's questioning clearly wasn't meant to cause further trouble for Chu Zheng.
Upon reaching the Ancestral Realm, there was no need to resort to indirect methods anymore, doing so would only be redundant.
Should Ji Zhouyin truly wish to deal with Chu Zheng, with a single embodiment of Divine Sense, in the span of a breath, he could easily deliver Chu Zheng's head.
Hearing Song Lingxue's answer, Ji Zhouyin slightly shook his head:
"I summoned you because I wanted to ask, how do you view Chu Zheng?"
"What does the Hall Master intend?" For a moment, Song Lingxue felt somewhat perplexed, a hint of confusion flashing through her eyes.
