"Fortunately... this Xiao could be considered to have a powerful sect behind him!" Xiao Mao glanced at Gao Wei. Gao Wei seemed to sense something and gave him a slight nod.
As for Qian Mo, who had previously boasted of himself, he was unusually cooperative today. His several probing questions all stopped exactly where Xiao Hua shone, while Li Zongbao spared no praise of his own!
"This is truly absurd!" Xiao Mao shook his head. "All of this... was clearly Eldest Brother Xiao's doing alone!"
"Right, this old man suddenly thought of something!" Wang Ye said, as though struck by a realization. "Since Qin Jian was severely injured, why did none of those Bright Sword disciples come to protect him? They simply let the three of you surround and attack Qin Jian? If any ten or eight Bright Sword Sixth Grade swordsmen had come, the three of you would have been no match for them, right?"
At once, the Council Hall fell silent!
"Hehe, listen to what Uncle-Master Wang is saying!" Li Zongbao said with a smile. "This junior is not Qin Jian, much less a sword cultivator. How would I know why they did not come? Uncle-Master should ask the sword cultivators that question!"
"Hahaha!" Gao Wei laughed heartily, clapping his hands. "When this old man captures one of Qin Jian's disciples someday, I shall interrogate him thoroughly about where they went that day, leaving such a heaven-shaking contribution to the disciples of my Xunyan Sect. Perhaps this old man will even reward them with two top-grade spirit stones!"
"Hahaha!" Everyone was greatly amused.
Wang Ye's expression turned ugly!
At this moment, Li Zongbao turned serious again. "I was merely joking with Uncle-Master Wang just now! The actual situation is as this disciple described. We all escaped from beneath