Everyone wore an expression that said, "We see through it, but we won't say a word."
By now, everyone could be certain.
What so-called dream?
It had all been Gu Changqing's deliberate doing.
Of course, such a feat had dazzled the ages, defied the comprehension of ghosts and gods, and displayed matchless power.
But not even a ghost would believe that Gu Changqing had been completely unaware of everything that had happened.
Laozi and Yuanshi stared grimly at Gu Changqing without a word.
Only the towering hatred in their eyes chilled everyone to the bone and set their hearts trembling.
Yet even now, Gu Changqing showed no sign of stopping.
Suddenly, he looked toward Guangchengzi and the others, an expression of "astonishment and surprise" appearing on his face.
It was as though he had never expected to see them in such a miserable state.
Then Gu Changqing turned a seemingly reproachful gaze on Duobao and the others.
"Huh? Fellow Daoists, why are you in such a sorry state?!"
"Senior Brother Duobao, you were far too heavy-handed."
"Uh... wasn't this supposed to be just a friendly spar? How could you strike so ruthlessly?"
At this, Duobao and the others exchanged glances.
We were too ruthless?!
Well, damn!
All I can bloody say is, well, damn!
They could have racked their brains to pieces and still never imagined Gu Changqing would say such a thing.
Junior Brother Changqing, weren't you the one who left Guangchengzi and the others in that miserable, bedraggled state?
Still, Duobao and the others said nothing more.
Since their Junior Brother-or Senior Brother-Changqing wanted to put on a performance, they might as well let him.
After all, the Interception Sect had already won an overwhelming victory in today's so-called contest.
Moreover, every word Gu Changqing spoke now was