The Red-Haired Ancestor was an obstinate, self-willed man. Ordinarily, his formidable magical power could conceal all of that, but now that calamity was upon him and he was caught between a rock and a hard place, it finally erupted.
He kicked a nearby disciple more than a hundred feet away and roared, "This is all your fault! You acted recklessly, violated the sect's rules, and stole my Five Elements Divine Fire Furnace to catch some Queen Mother Grass! Now you've stirred up all this trouble and dragged me into it!"
His words sent a chill through Hong Changbao and the others.
It was not disappointment, but fear. The last time Hong Changbao had seen the Red-Haired Ancestor like this had been several hundred years ago.
The Red-Haired Ancestor ordinarily treated his disciples very well. As long as they agreed with him and flattered him, he would grant almost any request.
But once his temper flared and he started assigning blame, those beside him were the first to fall under his knife.
Hong Changbao hurriedly knelt. "Your disciples are young and inexperienced, and inevitably fall short in handling matters. Please forgive us, Master. Whatever we do now is entirely for you to decide!"
None of the others had ever seen the Red-Haired Ancestor fly into a rage. They wondered why their usually favored eldest senior brother was so terrified.
The quick-witted ones hastened to kneel as well. Xin Chenzi knelt behind Hong Changbao, his head bowed without a word.
"Of course it's for me to decide! Or did you think you should have the final say?" The Red-Haired Ancestor's piercing gaze swept over every disciple. At that moment, he regarded them as the roots of all his troubles.
If they had not stolen the Divine Fire Furnace and let Shi Feiyang