Wang Haiwong's speculation was very accurate. That very night, someone couldn't resist the loneliness and sneaked into the Star Sea.
These people thought their actions were very secretive, but little did they know that everything they did was seen by others.
"Do they... think of our Star Sea as some insignificant sect with no background?" Lin Junrong said, suppressing his anger.
Wang Haiwong laughed and shook his head, "Man dies for wealth as birds die for food. These people just have a lucky mentality."
"Did you find out their origins?" Lin Junrong asked.
"Just a few reckless loose cultivators. If they were disciples of some mainstream sect, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly in our Star Sea."
"In that case..." Lin Junrong said calmly, "Kill them, hang their heads outside the gate to prevent any more reckless people from coming to die."
