Only after hearing Laozi and the others speak did Hongjun's face, so dark it seemed ready to drip water, ease a little.
Whatever happened, he could not lose his dignity as the Dao Ancestor before his disciples.
He suppressed the fury in his heart and lightly waved a hand.
Hum!
Space warped slightly, and the Four Saints-Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti-appeared inside the Main Hall of Zixiao Palace.
The Four Saints bowed in greeting.
"Greetings, Master."
Hongjun nodded expressionlessly in acknowledgment.
Before he could speak, Taiqing Laozi stepped forward first, his face filled with barely restrained anger.
"Master, that Gu Changqing has gone too far!"
"In full view of all living beings in the Primordial World, he openly sheltered Demon Ancestor Luohu and repeatedly defied you! He has no respect for his elders and deserves ten thousand deaths!"
Laozi brimmed with righteous indignation, every word ringing with force.
Yet Hongjun offered no response.
Instead, the look he directed at Laozi grew even angrier and more displeased.
Do I fucking need you to tell me that?!
Everyone already witnessed everything that happened.
Besides, when we were at each other's throats earlier, why didn't you step forward and lash out at Gu Changqing?!
Hongjun thought irritably.
To his ears, Laozi's words sounded more like fuel poured onto a fire.
Seemingly noticing Hongjun's displeasure, someone else spoke.
Behind Laozi, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi followed suit, though his words were intended more to comfort Hongjun.
"Please calm your anger, Master."
A trace of disdain colored Yuanshi's tone.
"In this disciple's opinion, this is hardly a serious matter."
"Luohu is merely an arrow at the end of its flight. Even if he has managed to reconstruct his Dao Body through sheer luck, he is only a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal."
"Let alone comparing him to you,