Seeing his elder brother and the three elders return so soon, Yu Luomian broke out in a cold sweat.
Hadn't his brother and the three elders gone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to discuss matters? Why were they back so early? It had only been two or three hours.
Fortunately, he had already left the dungeon. His brother probably wouldn't notice anything amiss.
He only hoped his son Yu Xiaojiao and the Healing-type Soul Master they had hired from outside would stay in the dungeon a little longer rather than hurry out.
If they suddenly ran into his brother, and his brother learned that he had seized the opportunity to give that brat Yu Xiaogang a savage beating, his brother would probably slap the top of his skull clean off.
Yu Luomian forced himself to keep smiling and hurried over to Yu Yuanzhen and the three elders. Seeing that each looked grimmer than the last, he asked tentatively.
"Brother, elders, why are you back so soon? Did you settle everything?"
Still seething, Yu Yuanzhen had no intention of explaining anything to his younger brother. He walked straight on into the clan grounds, while the first and second elders followed with equally sour expressions.
The third elder was about to leave as well, but Yu Luomian caught his hand. "What exactly happened? Why do you all look so miserable? Don't tell me you suffered a setback at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Seeing Yu Luomian's curiosity, the third elder nodded heavily.
"Didn't we just? Who knows what madness seized Sect Master Ning? He actually refused to stand together with our clan and advance or retreat as one.
"Instead, he advised us that the fellow surnamed Zhao wasn't someone to provoke, and that we'd be better off making peace