When Ying Huaixu arrived at the sect's main hall, he found that many people were already there.
All the Peak Lords of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect were present, along with several people dressed in white who were presumably from the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land.
The most conspicuous among them was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land.
The Sect Master now had a large bald patch, and the hairless area had been covered with a piece of metal.
For some reason, the term "steel egg" came to Ying Huaixu's mind.
He Xixiang led Ying Huaixu to squat in a corner of the hall.
Few people would notice them here, yet they could see the entire hall.
He Xixiang had even prepared a platter of fruit, and the two ate as they watched.
Zhuang Mu had originally been waiting for Lü Qingyi to ask He Xixiang for the items so they could resolve this matter.
After all, the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land had no feud with them. They had only come to retrieve their Old Ancestor's corpse and a skullcap...
At the thought of the skullcap, Zhuang Mu looked at the Sect Master of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land.
The sight made his scalp crawl.
He had never expected his sixth junior sister to be somewhat frightening when she got ruthless.
This was a living, breathing person.
She had actually ripped his skullcap right off!
Zhuang Mu felt that he could not afford to provoke this sixth junior sister in the future either.
Not just Zhuang Mu—even the other Peak Lords shuddered inwardly at the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land's Sect Master's miserable condition.
Too ruthless. Absolutely ruthless.
Still, they had initially exchanged pleasantries with the people from the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land.
But once Lü Qingyi stepped out