The entire Mission Hall fell so silent that a needle drop could be heard.
Every gaze converged on Chen Chen and the Mission Jade Tablet radiating a bloody glow.
Those looks were filled with shock, sympathy, and... faint gloating.
"My heavens! The Demon Wolf King of Black Wind Mountain? That's a Third-tier Demonic Beast comparable to a Qi Condensation Fifth Layer cultivator! And it has over a hundred demon wolves under its command. Even inner sect senior brothers would have to form a team and proceed with extreme caution to deal with it."
"Sending a Qi Condensation First Layer newcomer? Has Elder Zhang... gone mad?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Do you have a death wish? This is obviously meant to screw him over! Who knows how this kid offended Elder Zhang, but he's dead for sure now!"
"I remember! He's Ye Chen! The one who only entered the sect yesterday and slapped Senior Brother Wang Hao's face twice in a row at the Guest Reception Hall and Supply Hall! Elder Zhang is thick as thieves with Senior Brother Wang Hao's faction! He's taking revenge for Senior Brother Wang Hao!"
"Hiss... so that's how it is! Now it all makes sense. He offended Senior Brother Wang Hao and caught Elder Zhang's eye too. This kid must have had eight lifetimes of rotten luck. Looks like he won't live past seven days."
For a time, all kinds of whispered discussions rose among the crowd.
In everyone's eyes, this was no longer a mission.
It was a death warrant!
An execution order personally issued by a sect elder—one that could not be refused!
The previously bleary-eyed deacon disciple had long since turned pale with fright, scarcely daring to breathe.
He had never imagined that casually brushing off a newcomer would draw Elder