What was going on? Everyone from the various factions gathered around the campfire sprang to their feet in shock.
Niu Youdao had actually drawn his sword!
He had actually pointed it at a Misty Pavilion steward!
Everyone wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them. It was truly shocking!
Fu Hua moved in a flash, appearing beside Kun Linshu and grabbing the arm of the man who was about to go over.
Kun Linshu turned back. Fu Hua met his eyes and gave a slight shake of her head. The situation was unclear, and she was telling him not to act rashly.
Xuan Yao was also stunned. There was a reason Misty Pavilion cultivators displayed such arrogance before the cultivators of every faction.
By ingrained thinking, Misty Pavilion stood above everyone under heaven. At most, the various factions dared do some underhanded things against Misty Pavilion in secret. Openly confronting Misty Pavilion was rarely seen!
Of course, it had happened before, but every such case had met with brutal suppression, the offenders slaughtered until not even chickens and dogs remained. Gradually, no one dared stroke the tiger's whiskers.
Yet now, someone had appeared who was bold enough to defy heaven itself. He simply did not know the meaning of death!
The Misty Pavilion personnel surrounding Niu Youdao were more dumbfounded than shocked. They felt the purpose of this trip had suddenly changed—and changed so naturally. They had come to interrogate him, so how had it abruptly become a mission to silence him?
Xuan Yao's cheek twitched. Ignoring Niu Youdao's sword point, he stared at him for a while before suddenly telling those beside him, "Go see how the interrogation of those two is progressing."
He could not continue questioning Niu Youdao. He hoped to find a breakthrough from the