"Relax, relax. As long as I'm alive, those fellows won't report you."
"You... get out of my sight!"
Lu Qingshan let out a furious roar and slammed the Cultivation Room's door shut with a bang, then braced himself against it, panting heavily.
Only then did he finally suppress the hot surge churning in his chest.
"Chun Xiaobai? Pah!"
"Nothing innocent about you! Nothing pure, either!"
Lu Qingshan paced back and forth inside the Cultivation Room, his expression so dark it could have dripped ink.
"That fellow's heart is black as pitch!"
He now strongly suspected that the brat was the bandit chief!
But the other party held his weakness firmly in his grip, so he couldn't afford to fall out with him.
If that brat really told the Sect Master about his embezzlement of the Heaven-Tier Magical Artifact, it would truly end with the fish dying and the net breaking-mutual destruction.
A Heaven-Tier Magical Artifact was no trifling matter!
The entire Azure Cloud Sect only had ten or twenty of them.
If he were held accountable, he could probably kiss his position as elder goodbye!
Left with no choice, Lu Qingshan could only force down the bitter resentment in his chest.
Outside the Flying Boat, the return of the last group of elders brought the sect's trial to a close.
However, every returning elder wore a peculiar expression. They looked neither disappointed nor particularly pleased, but rather as though they had collectively swallowed a fly, embarrassment written all over their faces.
After all, several million people had been led around by the nose by a little bandit. It was simply too humiliating to speak of.
On the Azure Cloud Sect's side, Lu Qingshan had taken the blame and couldn't show himself, so Lei Xiao and the other elders returned