Qian Wantong and the other two had just been terrified. Were the two Xiantian Elders about to start fighting each other?
If so, would they get to see two Xiantian Elders battle today? Or perhaps see Elder Zhou beaten flat by Elder Qian?
Huh? No, wait. Why were they thinking that? Was this really the time to watch two Xiantian Elders fight?
They truly did not know why Elder Zhou had become so irritable. What was going on?
What if the two Xiantian Elders fought and the three of them got caught up in it? Were they standing a little too close?
Huh? What were they thinking? Shouldn't they be stepping forward to mediate?
But if the Xiantian Elders made a move, could small fry like them really step forward to persuade them and break up the fight? Was that something three Houtian Martial Artists could do?
As the three of them wavered emotionally and their thoughts raced, they discovered that the two Xiantian Elders had made up again. The previous tension had vanished, replaced by the two gazing at each other affectionately.
Hm? Why did it feel like that?
What the three did not know was that Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing were communicating through voice transmission. Naturally, they could not hear the conversation, but seeing the two occasionally glance at one another with strange expressions made them feel that something was off.
Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing naturally had no idea what the three people standing some distance away were thinking.
At that moment, Qian Ying thought for a long time but still could not figure out what connection lay within all this.
Forget it. Since he could not figure it out, he would stop thinking about it. He should deal with this Puppet first.
Zhou Zixing had