Zhang Xiaohu's voice was extremely soft, and his tone cold as well, but he bit down especially hard on the four words "Deputy Sect Leader Ming." Evidently, he was deeply dissatisfied with Ming Qing's actions and words just now.
Ming Qing was slightly taken aback. He glanced sideways, then saw the faintly mocking look in Gao Kunheng's eyes. He snorted through his nose and nodded. "Yes, by Great Sect Leader Zhang's order!"
That was what he said, but where was the slightest trace of respect on his face?
Gao Kunheng scorned him inwardly, but replied aloud as well, "Yes, Sect Leader. This subordinate will now follow Deputy Sect Leader Ming to carry out the order!"
After saying that, he glanced at Ming Qing and gave a slight nod. Only then did Ming Qing wave his hand. "Disciples, heed my command..."
The young Misty Sect disciples were also mixed in among the Incense-Passing Cult disciples at this moment. Seeing this scene, they could not help feeling ashamed, and their gazes slowly lowered to the ground.
Zhang Xiaohu narrowed his eyes twice, raised a hand, and shouted, "Misty Sect disciples, heed my command—charge!"
With long sword in hand, he stepped over Ban Fugui's corpse and charged toward the Righteous Path Alliance disciples, who still harbored considerable fear. Changge, Chen Chen, Du Feng, and Ding Chao did not hesitate in the slightest. They all swung their long swords and followed him.
"Charge!" Ming Qing did not dare drag his feet at this time. With a wave of his hand, the Incense-Passing Cult disciples also began moving... Beside them, Aunt Qin could only sigh softly. She knew that for the Misty Sect to get back on track, and for Zhang Xiaohu to cast off his puppet-like circumstances, there was still a long road ahead