"Foolish!"
In a palace on the eighth floor of the Divine Temple, Bai Haizhou waved away the scene before him, his face dark. "He actually still wants to kill someone in broad daylight? Has Pang Angong gone stupid from all that cultivation?"
"Master, now that they've let the man go, we can't make a move anymore!"
Another martial artist stood in the palace, a middle-aged man in blue robes who looked to be in his early thirties. He had long brows and phoenix eyes, a composed expression, and a steady aura. His eyes gleamed with sharp light; his cultivation was clearly solid.
His name was Xu Ying, Bai Haizhou's direct disciple. He had reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm, and his Lightning Sword Art was exceptionally powerful. He ranked highly among Tianli Sect's Transcendent Realm disciples, on par with Xiang Yunqing.
"That man is Fang Mo's maternal grandfather. If we let him escape, when Senior Uncle finds out and holds us responsible..."
His brow furrowed with worry. He left the rest unsaid, but Bai Haizhou understood.
"What could he possibly blame you for?"
Bai Haizhou's expression darkened with displeasure. "Even if I stood my ground, what good would that do? Pang Angong couldn't kill anyone. Inside the Divine Temple, Ji Mingfeng controls the Great Array and can suppress him at any time. There's no point in provoking a conflict. Besides, Senior Brother Zhai is in charge of this matter. We still have to show him some respect. Didn't you see that even Senior Brother Gu Yu stayed silent?"
"Master has considered everything."
Xu Ying nodded, but his expression soon turned solemn. "What do we do now? Fang Mo's maternal grandfather was taken away by Xiang Yunqing and the others. We failed to deal with the people closest to Fang