Meanwhile, Ming Qing led several disciples out of the tent and walked around the Longxi Valley, checking out the tents, bonfires, and everything else for the Wu Ming Hall disciples. Finally, he came to a large rock, leaped onto it, looked up at the round moon in the sky, and quietly stood there.
Seeing Ming Qing's demeanor, the disciples who were with him did not dare to speak. After a while, Ming Qing jumped off the rock and said, "Let's go."
The disciples exchanged glances, and one of them smiled and asked, "Martial Uncle Ming... is there something on your mind?"
Ming Qing glanced at the disciple and said softly, "No, there's nothing on my mind."
"Hehe, don't hide it from us, we also got scolded by the Palace Master because of that Lihuo Hall disciple who breached the mountain last time. We just got scolded because our martial arts were simply no match for them. As for you, elder... is it because you showed mercy... "
Ming Qing laughed, "You guys really know how to think!"
