"Alas, what a shame. How could no one have managed to kill that scourge."
In the distance, some Loose Cultivators couldn't help but sigh with regret. In truth, they despised Dai Tianrui as well.
These words echoed Wen Suruo's own thoughts. She felt the exact same way.
At the same time, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes. 'Things have come to this... what is Golden Light Taoist going to do?'
In all likelihood, that Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Dai Family had already sensed the disturbance.
He might arrive outside the Relic in three days, or even as soon as tomorrow, lying in wait at the exit.
She tried to think of an escape route for him, but even after wracking her brain, she couldn't come up with anything.
'Tsk. What a complete idiot.'
Others, priding themselves on their worldly wisdom, secretly mocked Xiao Chen. 'He knew the guy had a Nascent Soul great-grandfather; he should have known to back down when he had the chance.'
