Jiang Dali's eyelids twitched slightly, and he chuckled softly.
In the surviving experts of the Carefree Sect, the only one he was wary of was Li Canghai.
As for Xiao Yaozi, if this old monster had not encountered any other extraordinary fortunes, he must have either passed away or really might be the Sweeping Monk hidden within Shaolin.
And based on his guess, Li Canghai should not have had a very deep affection for Wuya Zi.
Otherwise, with Wuya Zi's oyaji complex, he would not have carved Li Canghai's statue to alleviate the pain of longing.
"Master! Master..."
Just at that moment, Su Xinghe suddenly rushed in from the entrance, lifting up the lifeless body of Wuya Zi and wept bitterly, "Master ah!! Ah! If I had known this was to be today's outcome, I still wouldn't have been able to let go!"
Jiang Dali furrowed his brows, pondering whether Su Xinghe might also make a move against him.