The Taoist's visit was sudden, and so was her departure.
Taking his time, the Guangling Hermit sipped a full cup of tea and finished arranging the chess pieces before speaking, "Do you find it strange?"
Lu Mingshu had been standing quietly to the side, and upon hearing his question, she honestly replied, "Yes."
She knew of the Golden Que Sect, a Great Sect in Mingxia State, on par with the Zhouliu Sect.
The visit from the Taoist seemed like a normal interaction between skilled practitioners of their level, yet her words hinted at some underlying information...
"I understand a bit about your situation," the Guangling Hermit said indifferently, "At the Three Yang Gathering, you greatly offended our sect, hence you have sought refuge under my sect with the favor of the cards. After ten years, when the conflict in the Central Origin Sea begins, if you can lend a hand, you will be able to safely extricate yourself."