He didn't believe in the so-called fraternity among sect members.
Although the Profound Sun Sect was not a Demonic Sect, its disciples were constantly scheming and plotting against each other.
Yet it was filled with various factions, and the relations were incredibly complicated. While the disciples from the same lineage were fine, the competition among disciples from different peaks was intense.
He and Senior Brother Zhan belonged to different lines and didn't have any personal relationships. Why would he give benefits to him?
But he kept his thoughts to himself, expressing his gratitude once again before taking his leave.
No matter what Senior Brother Zhan was calculating behind his back, he had already got what he wanted.
Watching Guan Xuan leave, Yu Xian touched his chin and thought to himself:
"Dear disciples, it's not that your Master won't protect you, but it's your time to die. I had wanted you to live a little longer."
