Hearing the sound from the second floor, Xiao Yi frowned slightly beneath his mask, a trace of displeasure quietly rising within him. After all, he did not know the value of this Spirit-Congealing Grass.
Wei Lingfeng said, "Make yourselves at home. Mount Shu does not welcome traitors. The second-generation disciples and above still need to capture the demons that escaped from the Demon-Locking Tower, so this sect master will take his leave." With that, he rode his sword into the sky.
Shu Yan still said nothing after hearing this, but she began gently stroking the back of his hand with her thumb.
Caught off guard, Mu Qian was knocked down before he could react. If it had been Zhu Wei instead, he would have been beaten beyond recognition by now.
Hearing that figure, everyone was stunned. Shanshan nearly fainted on the spot, but Xie Tong promptly caught her from beside her.
Gray Shadow solemnly took a strangely shaped tool from his package. It had an indicator on it. Then Gray Shadow took out a fine strand of hair and tied it onto the tool.
Ten years ago, Song Zhe had been the most gifted martial artist. His miraculous swordsmanship in particular had been unmatched in the martial world, and for a time, no one among the younger generation could rival him.
No one dared to speak again. The situation was already clear: Xia Yitong had reason on her side, but her demands were indeed rather excessive. If they stepped forward to meddle now, they might bring disaster upon themselves.
Naturally, Lawyer Lin had no objections. He found the sanitation worker's husband and expressed his willingness to fight this lawsuit for them free of charge.
The ghost infant sat atop the flower bed, glaring resentfully at Chu Yun. Its expression had