The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

"Young Master, what you say is true!"

The originally calm face of the old man in white now showed a rare expression of excitement that was difficult to conceal.

He asked with his eyes widening, staring closely at Matthew in front of him, his voice trembling slightly.

Not only the old man in white was like this, but the old man in silver robe and Giro standing aside also had expressions of expectation on their faces. Their eyes were all focused on Matthew, as if they wanted to see directly through his eyes. The truth of the matter is general.

They were eager to hear from Matthew the exact answer they had been waiting for.

Matthew met the eager gazes of the three people, hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, and said: "This news was obtained by me forcibly searching the soul from the demonic thoughts. According to common sense, it should be true. .but……"

At this point, Matthew frowned slightly and his tone became a little uncertain, "After all, this is only information obtained through soul searching, and I cannot guarantee its authenticity 100%. But based on the current situation we have It seems that this news is quite credible.”

After saying these words, Matthew couldn't help but sigh softly.

After the old man in white quietly listened to what Matthew said, he was silent at first, as if time had frozen at this moment.

After a while, he seemed to suddenly come back from his deep thoughts, and seemed to remember some key points. He nodded thoughtfully in agreement.

Then, he murmured to himself in a low voice: "No wonder... In the past few days, those demons have disappeared completely like evaporating from the world, with no trace at all. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid this news is really true. Not low!”

While he was muttering softly, he subconsciously stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the snow-white beard on his chin.

At the same time, his originally deep and calm eyes were shining with an imperceptible light of thought.

At this time, Matthew, who was sitting aside, slowly said: "No matter whether this news is true or false, we should not spread it easily for the time being. After all, the situation is still unclear, and the clan members should continue to maintain a high level of confidence. Vigilance is required, no one can predict whether those cunning demons will change their action plan again. "

After speaking, Matthew solemnly scanned the faces of the three people.

Hearing this, the old man Bai Ruyi nodded without hesitation, expressing his complete agreement.

He looked solemn and responded slowly: "Of course that's the case! So far, only the four of us know about this matter. As for the other clan members, it's better to keep it all hidden for now."

After saying this, his deep and sharp eyes glanced specifically at the silver-robed old man and Jiro standing aside.

Although not even a single word was uttered, the meaning contained in it was obvious. It was expected that the two of them could keep their lips tightly shut and must not reveal this confidential information to anyone outside.

"Don't worry, I know that this matter is of great importance, so I will definitely keep my mouth shut and will never reveal anything to anyone. Now that everything is clear, I will take Jiro back to check it carefully."

The old man in silver robe was obviously slightly dissatisfied with the deliberate hint made by the old man in white robe just now.

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from his seat like an enraged lion.

Without any hesitation, not even a word of nonsense, he reached out and grabbed Giro beside him, turned around and strode out the door.

Looking at his series of flowing movements, clean and neat, without any sloppiness, it is obvious that he has already made a decision in his heart, and it seems that he is not willing to stay here for even a moment.

At this moment, his face was full of anger, and his whole body exuded an uncontrollable anger that made people afraid to approach him.

The silver-robed old man's reaction was beyond Matthew's expectation.

The old man in white who had been standing quietly aside said softly to the young master in front of him with a hint of apology: "I'm really sorry, young master, please forgive me! Elder Yin has been in a bad mood recently because of Elder Jin's injury. It’s not going well. Please be patient.”

Although this sounds like he is explaining to Matthew, if anyone pays close attention, they will be able to find that there is an imperceptible cold light flashing deep in the eyes of the old man in white.

However, deep down in Matthew's heart it was as clear as a mirror. This creepy chill was definitely not directed at him.

In fact, he had already heard rumors about the tense and incompatible relationship between the mysterious old man in white and the four chiefs.

But when the demon army that surged like a tidal wave approached the city, the situation was so critical that it could be described as a critical moment.

At that critical moment of life and death, both sides knew that only by putting aside their past grievances and working together, could they withstand the unstoppable pace of the demons' invasion.

Now, based on the analysis of the confidential intelligence Matthew brought back this time, it seems likely that the demons will choose to strategically withdraw from the battlefield.

In this way, the various overt and secret struggles, conflicts and entanglements that had been hidden deep in the island were revealed to everyone without reservation, just like the fig leaf had been lifted off.

Especially after Elder Jin, who enjoyed the highest prestige among the four elders, was unfortunately seriously injured, the only person who could stand up to stabilize the situation and hold up the scene was the silver-robed old man who had just left in a hurry.

Perhaps during this seemingly calm period, the old man in white was secretly planning some unknown conspiracy.

As for what happened on the island during this period, Matthew knew nothing.

Moreover, from the beginning, he had no intention of getting involved in this confusing and complicated vortex of disputes.

He just wanted to stay on the island for a while, and leave immediately after arriving at the Mangcang Treasure Pavilion.

He still had his own things to do.

The impact on the transformation of the gods had been delayed for a long time because of the appearance of the demons.

If he got involved in the internal affairs of the Mangcang tribe, it might delay his time.

His so-called young master was just a verbal title.

Neither the old man in white nor the four elders could really agree with him.

Matthew himself was very clear about this.

So, after the old man in white finished explaining, Matthew said a few words and left the place.

Matthew, who had just walked to the door, suddenly paused slightly, and then walked out directly.