Everyone fell silent. Some faces twitched. Sect Master Gong let out a heavy breath.
Elder Yin Yide shook his head helplessly. "There's no need to say it—this bastard has run to Turtle-Sleep Pavilion to lodge a complaint again. Is there anything he won't complain about? If a rat takes a piss, is he going to report that too?"
Gong Lince kept a straight face. "It isn't a trivial matter, but he's being a little unreasonable."
Fu Junrang sighed. "Elder Zhong's lifespan is nearly at its end. Does this disciple of his have even a shred of conscience? Is this any way to torment his own master to death? Doesn't he know to conserve what little time his master has left?"
Mo Lingxue said, "It looks like he misunderstood and thought we were trying to harm him. Honestly, he ran off without even listening to us finish."
Yan Li said, "I'm guessing I was the first one he suspected." He felt that if this matter was not explained clearly, Niu Youdao would fight him to the bitter end.
Gong Lince said, "Enough with that useless talk. We didn't harm him, and right and wrong can be made clear. Elder Zhong has summoned us. Let's go."
All of them were helpless. Together, they hurried to Turtle-Sleep Pavilion in the rear mountains. When they arrived, they found Ju An standing on the steps outside the entrance to the long-sealed gates of Turtle-Sleep Pavilion, greeting them with cupped hands.
Only after entering Turtle-Sleep Pavilion did they discover that they were not the only ones summoned. Chun Xinliang and Tu Kuai, the two senior elders, had been called as well.
Zhong Guzi sat cross-legged with his eyes shut, motionless as a stone statue. Chun Xinliang and Tu Kuai sat on the ground to his left