"Alas, Martial Uncle Gan! Are you sure?" Xiao Hua asked with a bitter smile, taking the storage bag from his waist. "It is no matter for this disciple to take things out, but the face of our Thunder Control Sect..."
"This has nothing to do with the Thunder Control Sect's face!" Gan Mo remained righteous and awe-inspiring. "Everything must place the battle situation first!"
"What? Nephew Disciple Xiao, could there be something in your storage bag that you dare not let us see?" Li Chengxu became interested. "Why are you being so evasive?"
"Alas!" Xiao Hua sighed, opened the storage bag, and slapped his hand over it. Everything inside spilled out, scattering across the entire Council Hall. A stench of blood instantly filled the hall!
"Ah???" The Golden Core cultivators in the Council Hall were all dumbfounded!
What Xiao Hua had taken out was nothing else but more than twenty corpses of male and female Thunder Control Sect disciples. The male disciples were still somewhat bearable to look at, though they had lost arms and legs or even their heads. The female disciples, however, were all naked, their pale skin exposed, blood and filth staining their private parts—too ghastly to behold... "Xiao Hua!!! How could you bring these corpses out?" Gan Mo immediately flew into a rage!
"Martial Uncle Gan, you were the one who told this junior to take them out!" Xiao Hua's face flushed crimson as he said aggrievedly, "This junior felt that although these Martial Uncles and Senior Sisters had no particular achievements, they truly had rendered immense service. This junior could not allow them to be left exposed in the wilderness. I wished to bring the remains of these Martial Uncles and Senior Sisters back to the Thunder Control Sect for burial, but I did not