Once Golden Crow Ancestor left, the Fat and Thin Venerables at the side grew uncomfortable all over.
The two brothers exchanged a glance, both of their expressions rather uneasy.
After all, when traced back to the root, coming to make trouble for Cloud Hidden Sect this time had originally been the two of their idea.
Golden Crow Ancestor had already ended up with dust on his face and ash on his head, so wouldn't the fate of their brothers be even more unbearable?
The moment they thought of this, both of their faces went somewhat pale.
Ordinary cultivators might still have been somewhat muddleheaded about the exchange of spells just now, but as old monsters of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, they already had a clear count in their hearts.
Under a great name, there were no empty scholars; using those words on Lin Xuan was not exaggerated in the slightest. It could even be said that this little fellow surnamed Lin was far more terrifying in strength than the rumors claimed.
Perfectly fine as things had been, how had they come to provoke such an old monster?
Bitterness filled the two brothers' hearts, and they regretted it until their intestines turned green.
Yet matters had already reached this point. What use was regret? People always had to pay the price for their own actions.
Lin Xuan turned his head.
Fat Venerable had already opened his mouth, crestfallen. "Fellow Daoist Lin, what happened this time was because my brother and I were too frivolous. Everything was our fault. Whether you wish to beat or punish us, please speak, Fellow Daoist. My brother and I absolutely will not so much as furrow our brows."
"That will not be necessary."
Lin Xuan's indifferent voice entered their ears. "If the two fellow Daoists wish