"Master, you're worrying too much. This really is the weak point where I can break through the formation here. If you hadn't come to stop me, I truly would have left." Lord Hua smiled broadly.
Naling Immortal flew into a thunderous rage and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother! Did you hear that? If you don't come down now, I'm afraid this rebellious disciple will escape! We can have that brat Xia Ruize activate the formation outside while we come down and kill this rebellious disciple. That's the proper way to settle our grudge! I said from the beginning that there was no need to imprison him—he should have been killed! Look what's happened now!"
"Heh heh. Have that brat watch the formation outside and release us? Do you really trust that brat so much?" Immortal Huadao asked coldly. His question left Naling Immortal hesitating. Clearly, this was not the first time they had argued over Xia Ruize's trustworthiness.
"All right, stop arguing. Let's see what this rebellious disciple intends to do. I refuse to believe he can break the formation so easily—so quickly that we can't even descend and pursue him." Immortal Guiyuan waved his sleeve and made the decision.
It was genuinely difficult to tell whether Lord Hua's whole performance was real or fake. Although this move of his was exceedingly cunning and highly credible, they had already been deceived once and did not want to fall for it again. Thus, disagreements were inevitable.
I thought to myself that Lord Hua was cunning. He had seized upon the fact that too many people meant too many schemes. Right now, it wasn't only the Three Evil Immortals who feared being tricked. How could I not be afraid as well? Treating myself as Lord Hua's accomplice was the greatest tragedy of all.