Everyone felt like dropping to their knees.
Could this kid not speak a little more reasonably?
Seeing that he truly looked ready to start killing, Xian Mengyao hurriedly said, "Xiaoyao Senior Brother, my master teleported them out."
"Teleported them out?"
Qin Shaofeng put away his saber and scratched his head, looking every bit like the boy next door.
Yet after witnessing his outburst, not a single person dared underestimate him again.
"Why would Aunt Jun help them? That's not right, is it?" Qin Shaofeng scratched his head.
"Master would not help them. Once you get out, tell Master about this, and Master will definitely help you vent your anger," Xian Mengyao hurriedly persuaded him.
She had lived in Jun Simian's manor with Qin Shaofeng and Xian Xiaoying for half a year. She considered herself to be on fairly good terms with Qin Shaofeng, so she could only be the one to speak up.
"Oh, Aunt Jun is a good person. She'll definitely help me kill them."
Qin Shaofeng nodded deeply in agreement, muttering to himself.
Everyone around them was once again caught between laughter and tears.
Mountain Lord's Madam had teleported those people away precisely because she did not want them to die, all right?
The people you killed before were merely ordinary disciples. If they died, then they died.
But those two were elders' sons. How could she let you kill them so easily?
Thoughts were one thing.
Yet everyone could not help feeling suspicious.
Although they had not interacted much with Jun Simian, they knew that she was not some bloodthirsty devil.
Moreover, when Qin Shaofeng addressed Jun Simian, he only called her Aunt Jun. Clearly, he was not Jun Simian's disciple.
Then just what was his background?
Both the Mountain Lord and Mountain Lord's Madam treated him