C871 Eighteenth Shop

"Oh, really?"

In the grand hall, Xue Cangchi's grip on his cup remained steady, not a tremor in sight. He simply arched an eyebrow, voicing his surprise:

"Even Qianqiu has failed? Ye Feng is proving to be quite the thorn in our side."

"Hehe." The laughter that echoed through the void was devoid of any warmth. "First it was Bai Lian, and now Shang Qianqiu. It seems, Brother Xue