Seeking Justice, Demanding an Explanation

Xiao Yin's proclamation was like a boulder cast into a still lake, instantly stirring up towering waves throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Across the sect, whether disciples in the midst of cultivation or elders in secluded meditation, all were startled by the sudden voice. They stopped what they were doing and looked toward the mountain gate in uncertainty.

"Who is it?!"

"Lingxiao Hall? Xiao Yin? Why would he come here?"

"That voice... what powerful Soul Power pressure!"

"Quick, go take a look!"

The lower-ranking disciples whispered among themselves, their faces filled with alarm. Some higher-ranking Soul Masters and stewards quickly sprang into action, gathering toward the mountain gate with grave expressions.

In the sect's Core Area, within a quiet side hall.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, who had been discussing sect affairs, nearly raised their heads at the same time. They exchanged a glance, each seeing surprise in the others' eyes.

The muscles in Gu Rong's face twitched as he said in disbelief, "Damn! That brat... doesn't think his wings have hardened enough to come take revenge for what happened back then, does he? He's picking a fight right at our doorstep?"

The Seven Kill Sword in Chen Xin's arms gave off a faint hum. "The visitor means trouble."

Ning Fengzhi set down the document in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed as he pondered. "Not necessarily. Though I have had little contact with him, judging by his conduct, he is not someone who goes back on his word.

"Last time, he clearly stated that the grievances between him and our sect had been settled. Given his current status and position, he would not lightly destroy his own word without reason."

Gu Rong frowned. "Then what is that brat doing, suddenly coming here and making such