For the first time, Ning Hai began to take these two recently returned seniors seriously.
Their temperaments were polar opposites: one could keep his composure, while the other had an explosive temper. They seldom appeared before everyone in everyday life, yet they always showed up for meetings.
Hong Ling had been seething at the slander just now, but after receiving Ning Hai's voice transmission, Hong Ling calmed down.
Yet although Hong Ling fell silent, Dao Lord Long Kuo had no intention of doing the same. He sneered, "With threats outside and troubles within already tangled into a mess, we still have to put up with useless busybodies who do nothing but stir things up. At this rate, the Azure Tide Sect will fall sooner or later!"
Su Mianmian could not help rolling her eyes. She had grown up, after all, and knew that impulsiveness would solve nothing and only expose her master to criticism. She decided that what the eye did not see, the heart would not fret over. While the man rambled on, she privately conversed with Jin Chen beside her.
Jin Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that his little tyrant had no intention of going out to cause trouble put him considerably more at ease.
Meanwhile, Feng Qi and Ning Fan each harbored their own thoughts. Their gazes met twice across the room, but quickly parted.
"Besides, everyone fears for their own safety now. As senior members, I hope you will give more thought to our own sect's problems. We are not bodhisattvas; saving the dying and tending the wounded is not our instinct. Whenever a sect asks for help, you rush off to assist them. Will they supply us with pills? Will they supply us with spirit stones? Don't all those expenses come out