As he looked at the divine ability's feedback, Jiang Hao realized with sudden clarity.
It wasn’t that the person who led him here hadn’t appeared; he had been present all along.
Because of the tablet, he had neglected other clues.
Clearly, his experience was lacking.
“Fellow Daoist, won't you sit?” Wolfbreaker opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Hao.
“No need.” Jiang Hao took out his Crescent Moon Blade and stood his ground. “I am only here to take care of some tasks, not to stay the night like a senior.”
Wolfbreaker chuckled and said, “It's a long night. Why not sit and chat for a while?”
Jiang Hao was unwilling to waste time. Normally, he wouldn't mind a chat, but with Hong Yuye nearby, time was against him.
“I'll get to the point,” Jiang Hao said coldly, looking at Wolfbreaker. “Is the whispering stone tablet with you? Do you know who is behind it?”
With his words, the entire Mountain God Temple fell silent, with only the crackling fire breaking the quiet.
“What are you speaking of, fellow Daoist?” Wolfbreaker asked.
Jiang Hao watched indifferently, seemingly watching a performance.