As soon as Fang Chuyu's name was mentioned, the two young disciples immediately revealed a look of joy.
They had obviously heard of the Sage Nun's story.
And the master behind the scenes of the Wind Clear Sect, that lord, had been looking for her all this while.
Now that Fang Chuyu had returned, didn't that mean that it was exactly what that lord wanted?
If that lord was happy, the entire Wind Clear Sect would be rewarded.
Thus, one of them stayed behind while the other rode his sword to report to the sect.
Not long after, a purple-robed man rode his sword and rushed over from afar.
The disciple on duty who stayed behind called out respectfully,"Martial Uncle Zhang."
" Go back to the sect. " The purple-robed man waved his hand. " I'll stay here. "
The disciple on duty was stunned. Just as he was about to say something, the purple-robed man said,"My words don't work anymore?"
"Yes ..."
Only then did the disciple on duty leave on his sword.
