"All right."
Mu Qinglan nodded at once, agreeing.
"Then sorry for the trouble, Senior Brother. Bring the thief who siphoned off my sect's spiritual qi before me."
As she spoke, her icy gaze landed on Lu Qingshan's incongruous Inner Sect disciple robes.
Lu Qingshan abruptly shrank his neck back and hurriedly forced a smile to explain.
"Junior Sister, please don't misunderstand!"
"I-I put on this disguise specifically to infiltrate the enemy! I just never expected you to get ri..."
Before he could finish, he felt the air around him plummet in temperature and hastily swallowed the rest of his words.
He immediately thumped his chest and promised.
"Rest assured, Junior Sister! I guarantee I'll catch that bastard and bring him to you within three days!"
In truth, he hadn't made that promise for nothing.
In his view, if he could capture that fellow and quell Mu Qinglan's towering rage, perhaps his merit could offset his offense of embezzling a Heavenly Artifact, wiping the slate clean!
That way, he could both remove a major thorn in his heart and spare himself from having that Bandit Chief constantly use the matter to blackmail him.
Seeing that the Sect Master's explosive temper had finally been suppressed, the surrounding Hall Masters and elders didn't dare linger.
One after another, they briskly cupped their hands in farewell, transformed into streaks of light, and raced toward Chun Xiaobai's mountain, scrambling to outpace each other.
They feared that if they arrived even a moment late, the other old fellows would suck all that rich spiritual qi dry!
Meanwhile, outside the Inner Sect, at the foot of a mountain.
Chun Xiaobai crouched behind a huge boulder, his gaze fixed firmly on the entrance to the Inner Sect.
He had imagined that hordes of murderous elders should already