Having served in the Law Enforcement Hall for many years, Elder Wei Han had long since summed up a way to survive.
That was, less trouble was better than more. The sect's factions were intertwined like roots and branches. As one of the Law Enforcement Hall's external affairs elders, taking every trivial matter to heart was an exhausting and thankless thing to do!
The tremors before the mountain gate and the falling temperatures that Chu Mingyi had reported earlier did not seem like anything serious to him.
If they were to alert even more people over this, that would be making a mountain out of a molehill.
"If a snow mountain doesn't have avalanches, that would be the strange thing. If we have to alert Senior Brother Sect Master and even the Core Formation Ancestors over this, wouldn't Senior Brother Sect Master and the ancestors be worked to death?"
"In my opinion, these newly initiated disciples simply haven't seen enough of the world. They're making a fuss over nothing."
Elder Wei Han lightly waved his feather fan and leisurely took a small sip of steaming spiritual tea. Savoring the fragrance lingering between his lips and teeth, he couldn't help but show a contented, relaxed expression.
"So many new disciples have entered the sect lately. There will definitely be no shortage of things like this in the future. Looks like I'll have to worry myself over this for a while."
"But then again, who told me to become an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall? I should've transferred to the Affairs Hall back then..."
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No matter how great an avalanche was, there would eventually come a moment when it ceased.
At the summit of Forbidden Speech Snow Mountain, the spiritual radiance of the mysterious runes gradually dimmed.
A stone egg