The other sects were fine, but the nameless sword sect members all looked at elder Wan in surprise. Who Didn’t know that elder Wan hated Yun Chujiu to the core? Why would he speak up for her?
Wan Pengcheng was even more dumbfounded. Had his grandfather gone senile?
He was about to speak, but he was so frightened by elder Wan’s fierce gaze that he didn’t dare to make a sound.
Although elder Duanmu did not understand, he still echoed, “Elder Wan is right. This is just a small grudge between two disciples of our sect.”.
Yun Chujiu was a little girl who was at the ninth layer of spiritual perception. Even if she had the intention to do so, she did not have the ability to do so, much less not have the intention to do so.
Everyone here is sensible and experienced. Naturally, they can determine whether this matter is true or false. “This matter was started by my nameless sword sect, so I apologize to all of You!”
