"You people, not only do you disregard the life and death of your fellow sect members, but why must you also obstruct me!"
Chang Xuan's face was filled with indignant fury.
Caught off guard, he was jointly restrained by Huangfulin and others, sealing off his inner breath.
"Junior Brother Chang, I only wish not to see a genius disciple like you throw away his life needlessly, which would be a great loss to the Yunyue Sect."
Huangfulin sighed, looking the very picture of righteousness.
But in truth,
he was filled with envy at the opportunities Chen Yu had found in the Blood Burial Garden and had not forgotten past grudges.
Chen Yu's previous acquisition of the Mysterious Water Moth Lotus had already left him fuming with resentment.
And now, it seemed that Chen Yu had stumbled upon a great fortune again, having killed Lu Zhuo by a stroke of luck.
This was definitely a tremendous opportunity!
