Yue Muhong and the other two braved the wind and snow, racing hundreds of miles without a single word. Ao Kong did not make another fuss either. He seemed to have felt the lingering fear as well, and sped along the whole way.
Fortunately, no exotic beasts roamed the Snowfield at night. The three of them safely left the Snowfield without sensing Fang Mo pursuing them, and only then did they let out a breath of relief.
"Ao Kong, what the hell was wrong with you today?"
Lian Qingyi stared at Ao Kong with an unfriendly expression as she panted.
Ao Kong froze at her words and looked at Lian Qingyi's face. Lian Qingyi said dissatisfiedly, "What? Was I wrong? What evidence did you have to insist that Senior Fang was an impostor? Do you know the situation in the inner sect? You only heard it from others—how could that be taken as fact?"
Ao Kong looked at Lian Qingyi, then suddenly shouted angrily:
"What more evidence do I need? Who in the sect did not know that Elder Ling only accepted one disciple, Gu Lingfeng? Those were facts! Back then, Elder Ling announced that he would not take any more disciples, and it caused quite a stir. Hadn't you heard?"
Lian Qingyi was also taken aback, seemingly not expecting Ao Kong to suddenly speak to her in such a tone. Her eyes snapped wide, and she shouted angrily:
"What if Elder Ling accepted a disciple in private? How do you know he didn't? Even if he wasn't, you still shouldn't have said it in that situation. If he really wasn't, wouldn't you have placed all of us in danger? Did you not consider any of that?"
Ao Kong's eyes had turned somewhat red as he cried out emotionally:
"Lian