To Ye Xiwen, Huang Wuji falling into a coma was undoubtedly the biggest matter so far.
Thinking of this, he looked at the others and asked, "What does that have to do with you coming here? Could it be that someone forced you to come?"
"This..." The few of them looked at one another, unsure whether they should say it. This senior appeared to be a friend rather than an enemy, but some matters still belonged to True Martial School. Over the past hundred-odd years, True Martial School had united the realm. Without exception, those who could enter it were top-tier geniuses, and it had also fostered in them an immense sense of honor and pride.
Compared to before, their cohesion had advanced by leaps and bounds, as though heaven and earth had been overturned.
"Ah, what is there to be troubled about? Since none of you can say it, let me do it!" Wen Haoxuan cupped his hands and said. "It is not such a difficult reason to understand. To treat the severely injured Headmaster, we heard that a heavenly treasure once grew in this area. It is a crucial medicinal catalyst, which is why we were sent here!"
"A crucial medicinal catalyst? Has True Martial School declined to the point where it cannot even send out a Transcendent Realm expert? It cannot even send a Great Sage, so it had to make you come here and risk your lives?" Ye Xiwen suppressed his fury as he spoke. What were the higher-ups of True Martial School thinking?
These were all the seeds and saplings of True Martial School. If anything happened to them, would True Martial School still have a future?
"Please quell your anger, Senior. There was no other way!" Ye Fengyun said. "The Demon Worship Sect coalition