Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and at the Start I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife

But how could he dare speak up?

Once he did, it would be like pinning Zhun Ti to the pillar of shame.

Zhun Ti would be branded a villain for good!

When Zhun Ti returned and learned what had happened, would he let Maitreya off the hook?

Maitreya's chubby face crumpled with worry, his features all scrunched together.

Everyone saw his expression.

He wasn't opposed; he simply didn't dare speak!

They understood what had happened.

Now, they had all reached the same conclusion.

Zhun Ti had gone too far!

No wonder even a good-natured man like Fellow Daoist Hong Yun couldn't help but fight him.

Nu Wa quietly sent a voice transmission to the other three in her group.

"What do you think? I told you—given Fellow Daoist Hong Yun's character, how could he deliberately stir up trouble?"

"Zhun Ti was simply too much!"

Fuxi sighed as well.

"Fellow Daoist Zhun Ti thought he'd found an easy target he could bully—Fellow Daoist Hong Yun."

"He probably never imagined he'd run into a rock-hard opponent, did he?"

While they were busy discussing things among themselves,

Jieyin hurried over.

He saw a group of people gathered together, all wearing unfriendly expressions!

Only one chubby Daoist, upon seeing him arrive, had eyes that lit up with delight.

As if he'd just seen his savior!

"Hmm? Is that... Is that my nephew Maitreya?"

Jieyin finally recognized Maitreya.

He was curious about why Maitreya had become so round, but this wasn't the time to ask.

He gave Maitreya a slight nod.

Then, suppressing his anxiety, he walked toward the group with a sorrowful expression.

Jieyin greeted everyone first.

"Jieyin pays his respects to all you fellow Daoists!"

The Ancestral Shamans were still furious over what Zhen Yuan Zi had just said.

Now Jieyin was