"Old Ancestor Ying Yue, we can't wait any longer."
Listening to the unceasing screams behind her, Lian Xintong could no longer bear it and withdrew her divine sense.
She had discovered that Qin Shaofeng was slaughtering the people of the two great sects as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
She truly could not bear to watch any longer.
Every minute and every second now concerned life and death for them. She truly did not dare wait any longer.
"How could I not know that we can't wait any longer? But if we act, what will happen to Lin'er?" Old Ancestor Ying Yue's face had already darkened as though water could drip from it.
Her fists had long since clenched tightly.
Every breath now represented far too many things.
Yet faced with so many lives and her granddaughter, she truly did not know how to choose.
"Old Ancestor, if you keep hesitating, all our disciples will be dead." Lian Xintong could no longer hold herself back.
Another loud cry made Old Ancestor Ying Yue's entire body tremble once more.
"I, I..."
Old Ancestor Ying Yue hesitated for a long while before turning back. "Sect Master, let today's matter end here. Let Zhao Ziyu take his people and leave!"
"What did you say?!"
"Ying Yue, have you gone mad?"
Lian Xintong and Old Ancestor Lang Yue shouted in unison.
Old Ancestor Fei Yan wore a grave expression. Her lips parted, yet she did not know whose side she should take.
Old Ancestor Ying Yue's choice displeased her.
But she, too, had family she could not bear to lose. Instinctively, she thought of what she would choose if her own family were captured by someone.
The more she thought about it, the less she knew what to do.
"Other than letting them