After nearly half a day of passionate reorganization by Elder Qing Xuan, the Sword Sect gradually settled down. No one dared to stir trouble.
The only thing that made him feel regretful was that too much damage had been done in the Sword Sect after the battle between Ye Chen and Ling Xuanzi. The First Peak, especially, was almost broken through by brute force. It was easier said than done to repair it.
Soon, night fell.
On the Ninth Peak, Gu Quan, Li Kang, and the rest stood quietly in the darkness. They would look at Ye Wushuang's peak from time to time.
At that place, there were two figures that looked similar. From time to time, there would be loud laughter.
After Second Senior Brother Li Kang withdrew his gaze, he could not help but say, "I really did not expect Youngest Junior Brother's brother to be so formidable. It's like a dream today."
