Yuanshi's eyes blazed, cold lightning bursting from them!
His face all but declared, "It must have been so."
He firmly believed that Gu Changqing had secretly employed some unknown means earlier.
Otherwise, his disciple Yu Ding Zhenren could never have fallen to Bixiao.
Especially not in such a humiliating fashion, utterly powerless to resist.
Or rather, it was not so much that Yuanshi refused to believe it.
It was that, if Yu Ding had lost to Gu Changqing, the Chan Sect could at least salvage a little dignity.
Under the eyes of all living beings,
Gu Changqing gulped down several great mouthfuls of fine wine.
Only then did he turn a languid gaze toward Yuanshi.
Yet his eyes held nothing but the look one gave a fool.
He even... disdained to speak!
Who could have imagined that Gu Changqing's casual, utterly confident demeanor would lead Yuanshi to mistake his silence for a guilty conscience?
"Hmph, Gu Changqing, so all you can do now is play deaf and dumb?!"
"Just as I thought!"
"Jie Sect Disciples? Nothing but a pack of wretches born from wombs and eggs, unable to shed their despicable, shameless nature."
Yuanshi grew ever more brazen, his words increasingly merciless.
At this, everyone in the Interception Sect darkened with anger.
Even Tongtian's gaze sank slightly. Though he said nothing, his fury was plain to see.
"Yuanshi, do not go too far!"
"You were the ones who came here today, talking of a friendly contest."
"Yet now you act like this because you cannot bear to lose."
"If that is how it is, get out of my Interception Sect at once."
Tongtian spoke, his reply brimming with domineering force.
The words "cannot bear to lose" laid Yuanshi's true colors bare without the slightest restraint.
However, no sooner had Tongtian