Ximen Tiankuang's brow furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "How many times has This Seat told you? Don't panic when something happens."
"Clan Leader, the Young Clan Leader's—h-h-his Soul Tablet has cracked."
The elder of the Soul Tablet Pavilion spoke with a trembling voice.
Whoosh!!!
Ximen Tiankuang shot to his feet, both hands braced on the tabletop, and roared savagely, "What did you say?"
At this moment, he no longer had the slightest composure. His face was twisted, and killing intent boiled all around him.
"The Young Clan Leader's Soul Tablet has cracked."
The elder below spoke once more.
"Who did it? Who did it!!!"
Ximen Tiankuang roared like a madman, his eyes scarlet to the extreme.
"I-I-I don't know, but this lowly one has sent people to investigate."
The elder below lowered his head and spoke.
"Trash! You're all fucking trash, do you know that?"
Ximen Tiankuang bellowed loudly at the elder below.
And just then, he noticed the Sound Transmission Token in his hand stir.
The moment Ximen Tiankuang saw it, he immediately poured Spiritual Energy into it.
"Clan Leader, this is bad! The Young Clan Leader—he's dead in the mountains outside the sect gate, and the way he died..."
"If I hadn't happened to run into them, they might have carried the body away."
Ximen Tianfeng's trembling voice came through.
At this moment, he was just short of saying the body was in pieces.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"
Ximen Tiankuang roared in frenzy, his appearance terrifying beyond measure.
The elder below could only kneel there shivering, not daring to breathe loudly.
At this moment, he no longer knew what he should say.
If it was only the Soul Tablet cracking, one could still say there might have been a mistake.
But when the