"It's the Baiyue Sect!"
"They're here too, and there are a lot of them!"
The crowd quickly recognized the newcomers and parted, clearing a path down the middle for them to enter. The members of Dragon Gate frowned.
What are people from the Baiyue Sect doing here? Although their intentions were unclear, one thing was certain: they weren't here for anything good.
"Zhang Cangsong?!"
Qi Yuanchen's gaze instantly locked onto Zhang Cangsong, his face contorting with anger. "No wonder I couldn't find you. It turns out you've been siding with them."
Zhang Cangsong let out a sinister chuckle. Feigning surprise, he said, "Oh? I leave Dragon Gate for a moment, and things get this chaotic? What a close call. It's a good thing I'm not part of Dragon Gate right now, or I'd be caught in this thorny situation too."
"You bastard!"
"I knew you were up to no good."
"He's a turncoat, a weathervane who sways whichever way the wind blows!"
