"Then let's make the final decision to have the North Ridge Sacred Ground send people over. What do you all think?" the Third Elder asked, looking around at everyone.
"As long as the North Ridge Sacred Ground is willing to give us slots to enter the Tower of the Abyss, of course we can let them come. After all, give-and-take is the key to relations between sects," Elder Duanmu said with a nod.
He had actually agreed from the very beginning. The Tower of the Abyss was simply too wondrous, and even disciples of the North Ridge Sacred Ground might not get a chance to enter. This opportunity was extremely important.
"Third Elder, I think Elder Xing's behavior just now was highly suspicious! Instead of thinking of his own sect, he was thinking of other sects. Something fishy must be going on!" the Sixth Elder suddenly said.
"Sixth Elder, you shouldn't put it that way. Elder Xing might not have meant anything by it." Elder Bai appeared to be defending him, but secretly winked at everyone.
"Didn't you see that pointed mouth and those monkey cheeks of his? How could it be unintentional? One look at that face tells you he's a vicious schemer. He must have come to the Southern Spirit Sect to harm people!" the Sixth Elder declared loudly, looking deeply distressed.
"Pfft-cough, cough, cough!" Lan Yue nearly spat out a mouthful of spirit tea and choked instead, her eyes watering.
"N-no, it's nothing. I just choked. Please continue!"
She had just been pondering how to secretly tip off the elders, never expecting the Sixth Elder to be so fierce that he would stand right up.
He was even using the very method she had just thought of but hadn't dared to try.
All she could say was