The two were not worried that Gong Shixi would expose their alliance with Shi Chun.
According to Shi Chun's conjecture, Gong Shixi had engineered this disaster from behind the scenes. Unfortunately, they had no evidence.
If Gong Shixi dared expose them publicly, or openly do anything detrimental to Shi Chun, there would be too many witnesses to silence. Instead, he would be handing the Demonic Path proof that he had violated the Three-Vein Pact, and that was a price he could not afford.
What they feared was that the bastard would not stir up trouble openly, but incite others from behind the scenes without leaving anything they could use against him.
That seemed to be exactly what happened. Gong Shixi swept a quick glance over the scene and immediately spotted the two. It would have been difficult not to notice them-the magical treasures they had brought out were far too conspicuous to miss.
Seeing them there, Gong Shixi's eyes flickered with surprise. He did not know whether these two knew that he and Shi Chun belonged to the Demonic Path.
Regardless, he went no farther. He signaled his companions to stop where they were and let the people from other sects flood past them, effectively hiding at the rear.
Quite a few sects had come together this time, and a substantial number had previously suffered at the hands of the fire bats.
Zuo Zisheng, the Heavenforging Sect's leader, looked at the contingents from the various sects swarming alongside him. Outwardly, he remained composed, but inwardly, he was thoroughly sick of it. Even he felt uncomfortable with this grand procession, which made him look like the big brother leading all the sects.
Of course, he did not consider himself unqualified for that role. The Heavenforging Sect was the foremost sect in