"But..."
Leng Yuexin caught the perfunctory note in Elder Pei's words and opened her mouth, wanting to keep persuading him.
But then she saw Elder Pei wave a hand.
"Enough!"
"I will consider the pros and cons myself!"
"You may withdraw for now!"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan happened to be looking over calmly, his eyes carrying an indescribable meaning.
Elder Pei's heart trembled even more, and he silently made up his mind that no matter what, he could not send Jiang Fan into battle.
Absolutely not!
Leng Yuexin's persuasion proved useless, so she could only answer.
"Yes!"
Watching Elder Pei's decisive departing figure, her heart went cold.
She understood that Elder Pei's hesitation was probably fear!
Was he afraid Jiang Fan had already developed second thoughts and would not give his all?
Or was he afraid that after Jiang Fan soared to the skies, he would settle accounts later?
She did not know.
But unavoidably, a deep sense of powerlessness and disappointment welled up in her heart.
With the sect's interests at stake, an elder had cast aside their strongest fighting force because of his own selfish motives...
This... truly chilled the heart...
The fourth round of the Troop Deployment Battle ended.
The major sects had a brief period to rest and regroup.
The Heaven Sect disciples also returned to the Heaven Sect's station in Myriad Sects Garden.
Ever since Jiang Fan had killed Zhao Wuji with a single finger, those Heaven Sect disciples had never again spoken up to mock Jiang Fan and the others.
However, whether out of fear or some other reason, no one had come close to curry favor with him either.
Between him and everyone else, it was as if an invisible barrier had been placed.
That