Pursue him? How? The Four Cauldron Sect disciple who had rushed over hesitated too. The man had killed Feng Yaoyang. Was it wise to chase him alone?
But he could not simply refuse. Ignoring the murder of a fellow disciple was indefensible, especially with ten elders watching. Caught in a bind, the Four Cauldron Sect disciple could only take to the air on his Wind Scales again and head in the direction the killer had fled. Whether he could-or would-catch up, heaven only knew.
Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang exchanged a seemingly relieved glance, then hurried over to stand before the ten elders, bowing with their hands clasped in apology.
"We had no choice but to seek refuge on your grounds while being pursued. We have disturbed you, seniors. Please forgive our discourtesy," Shi Chun said politely.
Wu Jinliang merely followed his lead and bowed. The Chief liked putting on a civilized air anyway. He could not manage all that flowery language, so the Chief might as well say a little more and apologize for him too.
The ten elders recognized these two. They had all seen them at the mountain entrance in Artifact Cloud Valley.
The ten had their own duties and restrictions. They supervised one another and were forbidden to take part in the contest between the sects, lest they abuse their authority to help their own disciples.
Unless all ten agreed there was a compelling reason, none of them could even leave this mountaintop.
Still, one elder could not help saying, "Running to us whenever trouble strikes and using us as shields-isn't that rather inappropriate?"
"Yes, yes, absolutely," Shi Chun said hastily.
Everything you say is right. We're still not leaving.
Though the two retreated a little after their scolding, they only went down a slope. They