When Lin Fei returned to the Mystic Heart Sect this time, he had thought he was merely attending a Human Immortal celebration.
He had never expected it to feel more like a trap prepared specifically for him.
Feng Baiyu and Mu Qianfan wanted to revitalize the Mystic Heart Sect and entrust him with the important duty of overseeing the Alchemy Hall.
Yet now, even leaving the sect required him to report it in advance.
And he needed the old sect master, Feng Baiyu, to approve before he could leave.
This irritated Lin Fei somewhat.
He greatly disliked the feeling of being controlled and losing his freedom.
"What if I refuse to seek the old sect master's approval and insist on going out?"
The moment those words were spoken, Mu Qianfan's expression froze.
The two Nascent Soul Realm elders were even more dumbfounded.
Such outrageous words—was this not rebellion?
One of the Nascent Soul Realm elders seemed to believe this was an opportunity to earn merit.
The old sect master was an eternal giant of the Human Immortal Realm.
Defending the old man's dignity might earn him greater favor.
As long as he stood with the old sect master and the sect master, even if he displeased Lin Fei, Lin Fei would not dare do anything to him.
"Lin Fei, you are being far too presumptuous!"
"The old sect master is the pillar holding up the Mystic Heart Sect. His words carry absolute weight, and everyone in the sect must obey them."
"If you dare defy the old sect master's orders today and attempt to force your way out of the mountain gate, then even if it costs me my body and soul, I will stop you."
The Nascent Soul Realm elder wore an expression of righteous indignation.
Boom!
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