No one had expected Chu Luohen to be the first to raise his sword and meet the enemy.
Before anyone could react, the white-clad figure had vanished from where he stood. The next instant, he was locked in combat with the Nine-Tailed Foxes nearby.
Chu Luohen had always struck others as composed and cold, yet, inexplicably, everyone sensed his urgency this time, as though he wished he could slaughter every last fox with a single stroke.
Watching this, Yun Huanling was utterly baffled. "Has he gone mad? I hate Silver Snow too, but every grievance has its source, and every debt its debtor. You can't hate all Nine-Tailed Foxes just because you hate one."
Yes, with no channels for gathering news, Yun Huanling still did not know that Silver Snow had died protecting Su Jiu.
And the disciples of the Enforcement Hall and Shadow Pavilion who knew what had happened were unwilling to bring it up in front of Su Jiu and reopen her wounds.
Only Yang Guo gave Yun Huanling a cool look. "Spare us the nonsense. I suggest you hurry up and clear out these foxes too. Preferably before Su Jiu comes out."
Yang Guo's tone was rather heavy, but this time, however slow Yun Huanling was on the uptake, even he sensed that something was wrong.
"What's gotten into all of you? Why are you in such a hurry? Or did you fall out with the Nine-Tailed Tribe, and now you're taking it out on these tribespeople who can't be saved?"
The moment Yun Huanling said this, he earned a host of looks usually reserved for idiots.
Even Ning Fan, who rarely concerned himself with worldly affairs, added, "Don't mention Silver Snow in front of Junior Sister again, or Nine-Tailed Foxes."
Had anyone else said this, Yun