The silence was becoming stretched, and every second was making the Cloud Piercing Sect members more awkward and embarrassed. And yet, they could not bring themselves to say anything to Wu Long either. Grand Elder Fu's face slowly started turning red, both from frustration and shame as he opened and closed his mouth while Wu Long still simply stood there while looking at the Palace Master, who was visibly enjoying this scene.
"J... just wait- uh!"
Finally, the middle aged man could only squeeze out these 'grand words' and he prepared to turn and leave, thus preserving at least a semblance of his dignity, but then, Wu Long's hand started to come up and the man stumbled back as did his subordinates, who backed away. Wu Long's hand came up to his neck and lightly massaged it as he moved his head from side to side.
The members of the Cloud Piercing Sect almost choked when they saw that as they turned completely red from shame and hurriedly left the hall.
