Breaking Free II

So, in the entire sword sect, the only people who truly mattered to Chen Zi Luo were Du Fengzi and Ning Mei.

In a sense, although Chen Zi Luo was cold-blooded by nature, he still possessed a basic sense of propriety, gratitude, and vengeance.

"Forget it." Lu Sheng suddenly spoke. He casually slung Tie Chui back over his shoulder, removed the chain links, and wrapped them around himself to secure the twin hammers.

"Since that's the case, let us part ways here. I'm going to find Master and Senior Apprentice Sister. Take care of yourselves." He spoke casually, then turned and headed down the mountain.

"You! Stop right there!! As a disciple of the sword sect, you're just going to walk away like this!? The sect is in peril now! You received the sect's cultivation and training, and this is how you repay the sword sect at its moment of crisis!?!"

Seeing Lu Sheng actually turn to leave, Guan Xiunian suddenly became regretful and afraid. If Lu Sheng left and that Devil Path Grandmaster suddenly returned, wouldn't everyone on the mountain be in danger??

"Get over here and protect us already!!" he shouted, repeatedly signaling Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong with his eyes.

"Huh?" Even after living for so long and witnessing all manner of worldly affairs, Lu Sheng was stunned by Guan Xiunian's shamelessness.

Did he still think he was the strongest disciple, the chief senior disciple? Did he think Lu Sheng was still one of those ordinary disciples he could summon and dismiss at will??

Lu Sheng turned around and looked at Guan Xiunian rather speechlessly.

"Is there something wrong... here?" He pointed at his own head. "Or do you need me to fix you up a little and clear your head?"

"You!!?" Guan Xiunian's blood surged as