Zhao Hai sighed. He decided not to cause any trouble. He turned around and flew in the opposite direction of the cultivators from the Shang Yuan sect. However, the cultivators from the Shang Yuan sect did not seem to want to let him go so easily. Not long after he flew in the opposite direction, the group of cultivators from the Shang Yuan sect arrived at where he had been. They did not stop and rushed directly in the direction of the yuan word. At the same time, they sent two people in Zhao Hai's direction.
Zhao Hai could sense what the Shangyuan sect cultivators were doing, but he didn't understand. He didn't know what they were trying to do. He had clearly dodged them, so why were they still chasing after him?
Zhao Hai frowned slightly and stopped. He knew that if he left now, the other party would think that he was guilty and that he had done something bad. They would definitely chase him even more. That was why he stopped.
