The entire scene fell silent at Yun Ling's reply!
The many experts in the stands understood immediately. Yun Ling was indeed using this matter as a pretext, and his real target was Xiao Yan.
Their gazes toward Yun Ling took on varying degrees of disdain and contempt.
Even quite a few Misty Cloud Sect disciples found it hard to understand.
Was their First Elder truly afraid of a Dou Wang? Or was he simply narrow-minded to this extent?
Zhou Changqing's expression did not change in the slightest. He had already considered the possibility that Yun Ling would refuse.
He merely felt a little helpless. It seemed the worst-case scenario had still come to pass, and a fight was unavoidable.
Ignoring everyone else's gazes, Yun Ling looked coldly at Zhou Changqing. "Master Zhou, please stand aside. Even if you are close to Xiao Yan, an outsider has no business interfering in the Misty Cloud Sect's internal affairs."
"The Misty Cloud Sect will reach its own fair judgment on whether Xiao Yan is the murderer responsible for Mo Cheng's death. We certainly will not falsely accuse him."
"If you continue to obstruct us, you will be provoking the Misty Cloud Sect. When that happens, I will not be as accommodating as I am now."
Even at this point, Yun Ling remained stubborn, trying to conceal his intentions.
Zhou Changqing sighed softly. "It seems I overestimated the weight of my reputation and advice..."
"But as I said earlier, Xiao Yan is my friend. I cannot stay out of this."
"Since the Misty Cloud Sect insists on pressing us so aggressively, I have no choice but to offend you!"
"Old Xiao, go!"
The instant his words fell, a powerful aura erupted from Zhou Changqing!
The Golden Thunder Wings on his back flared with arcs