After a moment of silence, Yue Qingqing sensed something was wrong.
"What exactly is going on?"
Gong Qiming was eating with his head down, and Yan Sinian unexpectedly urged him.
"You tell her, aren't you the one who talks a lot usually?"
"Why now? What can I say? Even many powerful cultivators couldn't figure out the problem. What can I say? Even Master couldn't understand, what should I do?"
"Master?" Yue Qingqing was shocked, "What happened to him?"
Gong Qiming put down his bowl and chopsticks, "He died."
Yue Qingqing was stunned, her eyes almost tearing up. Zhou Yiran hurriedly handed her a tissue.
"Don't cry, it's all past life's matter. Haven't we all died once before?"
Yue Qingqing took the tissue and wiped her eyes, determined to get to the bottom of things.
The three senior brothers shifted responsibility onto each other, and finally, Yan Sinian spoke up.
