Feng En turned his head and looked at the bleeding wound on Jiang Shuo's waist. "Are you alright?" Jiang Shuo shook his head. At this moment, Hua Yi and the other two caught up. Seeing the well-armed Dream Red Pavilion disciples opposite them, they exchanged glances and did not act rashly.
"Heh, it's truly lively today!" Gu Ming slowly walked over from behind, his cold line of sight sweeping over everyone as he gave an indifferent snort.
"Gu Ming, ten years ago, you came to the Hundred Flowers Sect and became the Sect Master of the Yulin Hundred Flowers Sect. From that day on, people began disappearing around Yulin City. Now that the evidence is conclusive, do you still want to quibble?" Liu Ruyan said.
"Our Hundred Flowers Sect saves the dying and heals the wounded, yet you carried out such filthy deeds behind our backs. You have truly brought shame upon the Hundred Flowers Sect." Feng En stood on the same front as Liu Ruyan and spoke with shared hatred for a common enemy.
Gu Ming's gaze grew colder and colder. "I was careless for a moment and fell into your trap. There is nothing more to say about that. Things have come to this; more words are useless. Even if you know, what can you do to me?"
"Naturally, rid the people of this scourge!" Feng En and Liu Ruyan stepped forward at the same time.
As though he had heard the greatest joke in the world, Gu Ming threw back his head and burst into laughter. Only after a moment did he restrain himself, though a trace of contempt still hung on his face. "Haha, what big words. With just a handful of people like you, you want to defeat me?"
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