Chapter 1409 - 1408: Let’s Make a Promise

Chapter 1409: Chapter 1408: Let’s Make a Promise

Old Sir Qiao is usually quite idle, but he always takes an interest in real matters concerning the Mystic Doctor. He watched Jing Changle grow up, and since Changle is also the descendant of Desan, he naturally pays closer attention.

Regarding the revelations of the past few days, he has been observing from the sidelines. When he knew the head of the Pengge Sect was coming, he considered coming over, but Wei Zhongxun stopped him, saying that the master could handle it alone.

Thinking about Beisitian’s gentle yet strong-willed nature, indeed, there was no need to worry.

Not until he saw Sun Zhancheng of the Pengge Sect walking out with a grim expression did his heart finally settle. Only when he realized that there were still matters to resolve did he come over.

He was unaware of Jing Changle’s situation initially, but later found out that Changle was not only Desan’s great-grandchild but also the Peng Pavilion Pride. A little inquiry revealed the matters concerning the Peng Pavilion Pride, that special physique...

Knowing Beisitian’s sharpness, it is impossible she didn’t know about Jing Changle’s secret. She must have known from the start.

Concealing Jing Changle’s identity and talents was certainly for the good of the child, just as she concealed her status as the heir of the Ghost Doctor, avoiding a lot of trouble for herself.

Because he knew these things, he figured he could finally be of use.

The Gong Family had heard of Mr. Qiao, but they never knew who he really was. They originally thought he was an elder from Qingyu, but now that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Qingyu is a newly risen sect, and Beisitian was part of the first generation, so there were no older elders.

The Gong Family understood that this was a matter concerning Qingyu, so they didn’t pry further, but solemnly thanked Mr. Qiao. After all, being someone Beisitian entrusted assured them there would be no problems.

Mr. Qiao, being worthy of the title Ghost Doctor’s heir, had reached an advanced level in the study of spirit. This was just a disguise; if needed, he could quietly harm someone’s spirit without them knowing.

This is why, in those days, the Ghost Doctor was revered by all, and even rumors spread that the Ghost Doctor was heretical.

In the room, Beisitian and Luo Yirui looked on from the side, while Jing Changle sat in a chair, feeling slightly nervous as Old Sir Qiao wheeled himself around to inspect him.

"How are you planning to disguise? Is it repairable or not?"

Beisitian couldn’t help but want to laugh; sometimes Old Sir Qiao was truly adorable.

"Of course, it’s treatable, but the likelihood of treatment is quite small. This not only removes Sun Zhancheng’s guard but also plants a possibility for the future," Beisitian said.

Old Sir Qiao smiled; he thought the same.

"Alright, this old man has a rough idea. I’ll go back to make the talisman, and you can have someone come to get it shortly," Old Sir Qiao said.

Beisitian nodded, pushing Old Sir Qiao out the door.

In the room, Jing Changle dropped his head in silence, looking troubled.

In front of these people, he had always been this relaxed, knowing that such relaxed moments would become fewer. Arriving at the Pengge Sect, he would need to be cautious at all times, always on alert, never showing his emotions again.

Luo Yirui leaned against the window, momentarily at a loss for words.

Despite all the preparation for Jing Changle’s departure, he still felt it wasn’t enough.

Do people change?

He hoped Jing Changle wouldn’t change; he hoped no matter what he experienced, Jing Changle would still consider him a brother as he does now.

"Hey, I say, shall we make a pact?"