Star Pavilion Elders-Haven't We Killed Enough of Them?

Mu Chenzhong thought, I lost myself. How am I supposed to stand up for you?

Mu Chenzhong glared at the man. "Trash. A disgrace. Why aren't you following me?"

With that, he led the Star Pavilion members out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Even when he and Li Dongsheng had joined forces, they had not been a match for Iron Blood City's City Lord. They had no way to get the better of him; staying would only mean further humiliation.

Li Dongsheng, the Supreme Elder of Wuji Palace, was still somewhat unwilling to accept it.

The two great sects had arrived with such fanfare, only to slink away with their tails between their legs. It was a terrible blow to their dignity.

But there was nothing he could do.

On his own, he was certainly no match for Lin Feng.

He was utterly baffled. Just how had this City Lord Feng cultivated?

Hadn't they said he had only recently advanced to Supreme Elder? How was he this powerful?

His subordinates also reported that an elder had been killed.

He said nothing about it. It was only one elder—hardly worth mentioning. The key was that he lacked the strength to seek justice for the man anyway.

The two groups carried their companions' corpses out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Quite a few civilians stood along both sides of the streets outside the City Lord's Mansion.

News that the two great sects had come to take people away spread through the city as if it had grown wings.

No one wanted to be borrowed away, so they had all come to find out what was happening.

What they saw was the people of the two great sects leaving in disgrace, carrying their companions' corpses.

More than a hundred thousand civilians stood on