"Yu Cheng!"
Not far away, Lian Nanfeng let out a hysterical roar, an aura of terror bursting from his body, killing intent surging.
"Grand Elder, consider the bigger picture!"
An elder hurriedly grabbed Lian Nanfeng and whispered urgently.
"Yes, Grand Elder, if you can't endure small things, you'll spoil the greater plan. The most important thing now is to deal with Nangong Weiyang, don't lose your head!" Someone else tried to persuade.
Lian Nanfeng clenched his fists tight, eyes full of murderous intent, glaring at Gu Zhan in the distance, grinding his teeth hard, but after a moment of silence, he flung his sleeve and turned away abruptly.
The other elders all breathed a sigh of relief at this, and one of them cupped his fist coldly toward Gu Zhan and said, "Palm Seal Gu, our Qianyu Sect still has important matters to deal with and cannot be hospitable—please leave!"
Gu Zhan chuckled lightly and said, "It's not over yet. What's the rush?"
