Xu Zimu looked into the distance, his white clothes blending with the mist. The wind seemed to be picking up, and there was a hint of madness in his smile.,“Young master, the deputy sect leader just sent someone to say that if you are free, please go to his place. He has something important to discuss with you,” Zhang Chongtian said respectfully.,Xu Zimu arrived at Qingshan Peak, the residence of the most powerful figure in Zhenwu Sacred Sect. It wasn't ostentatious or filled with luxurious palaces and pavilions.。