"Elder Lu."
Upon seeing the old man appear, the many Universe Sect disciples all bowed respectfully. Clearly, they recognized him as Lu Cheng, the Universe Sect's Grand Elder, whose strength was terrifyingly formidable.
Even the proud and unruly Lingyun Sect disciples could not help but show respect when they saw the old man. A mighty expert of such strength was simply too frightening.
If they offended him and he slapped them to death, no one would stand up for them.
Even Ye Mengyao slightly bowed, showing respect to this elder.
"What happened? Why are so many people gathered here? Huh, why are you grilling a vicious beast?" Hearing Xia Ping's cry for help and thinking something major had happened, Lu Cheng hurried over. Yet what he saw left him staring at this scene.
He was somewhat bewildered. Even after living for so many years, this was the first time he had seen someone dare to barbecue an ancient vicious beast in the middle of the plaza. Still, he had to admit, the smell was indeed delicious.
"Elder Lu, your sect's disciples have gone too far. Not only did they injure my Lingyun Sect disciples, they even roasted his mount." Ye Mengyao gritted her teeth and glared viciously at Xia Ping.
After hearing the matter out, Lu Cheng understood what had happened. He was both annoyed and amused. He had not expected Xia Ping to stir up such trouble—injuring Lingyun Sect disciples and even roasting someone's mount.
But his eyes shifted, and he said, "Mm, I know what happened. But they're still young, and their actions are more or less impulsive. Let this matter end here. There must not be a next time."
Damn it, what did he mean, "there must not be a next time"? Did that mean this matter