Gu Long watched as He Yuan lowered his head and chuckled to himself and his face turned sad. He turned to Xing Mei with a glare. "Don't just speak whatever because you feel like it. Mo Sheng would never do such a thing!"
"Really?" Xing Mei scoffed. "It doesn't seem that way. Now that I think of it, he abducted me once. This must be the reason! If brother Jiu hadn't saved me then, I would've ended up like the poor demonic cultivator he'd used!"
She looked around the cultivators and masters present. "Your righteous faction claimed to want a truce but then one of your cultivators goes ahead and refines a demonic cultivator, is this how you show your sincerity?!"
Ru Cheng watched everything from a shaded corner of the arena. He might not have been present at this event in his last life but things seemed to be going differently than what he had been told. His eyes trailed to Mo Jiu, who was now standing with his hands over his chest. Why did things change?
