Lu Zhaoshan and Lu Zhaoshui hid inside the defensive barrier, rapidly communicating through Divine Sense when they saw things going badly.
The two quickly agreed to break out by surprise while Elder Bai was negotiating with the other side.
As for what to do after breaking out, they could only take things one step at a time—the brothers would flee in different directions.
As for how Elder Bai would clean up the aftermath, that was not their concern.
But just as they finalized their plan, Venerable Yang struck the defensive barrier with another palm.
After this long pause, the Defensive Formation had recovered seventy to eighty percent of its energy. It would take several more strikes to break it.
"You've got some nerve!" Elder Bai was beside himself with rage. "Could it be that you're also a Supreme Clarity Sect disciple, with a True Adept token as well?"
Venerable Yang gave him a cold glance, raised his hand, and struck down with another palm. Two words left his mouth. "Idiot!"
Venerable Tu took over the conversation instead. Smiling, he replied, "We're only here to lend a hand and earn some hard-earned money. Instead of looking for the real culprit, Elder Bai, you're intimidating poor laborers like us. Is that interesting?"
"People from Tiantong." Elder Bai's mouth twitched. He dared to berate Venerable Yang, but he did not dare bare his teeth at Tiantong—Tiantong followed the rules, but not because they feared trouble. Besides, as a market elder, he had dealings with Tiantong.
Thus, he could only frown and ask, "Have you forgotten the mediation at the Ten Directions Platform?"
Venerable Tu replied with a smile, "I already told you, this is my personal action... Are you saying I'm not allowed to earn Spirit Stones?"
Just then, Venerable Yang's third palm