After pondering for a moment, the steward Ze couldn't come up with a reason.
In the end, all he could do was attribute the core disciple's attack on him to a betrayal that took place a hundred million years ago with some Inner Sect disciple's resources.
Otherwise, there seemed to be no other possibility.
Shaking his head, the steward Ze didn't think any further.
Since he had already offended the other party, giving it more thought was of little significance.
From the moment the core disciple made an attempt on his life, any possibility for reconciliation with the core disciple had been lost.
Now, even thinking of leaving the Sect required extreme caution.
After all, since the core disciple had not succeeded in killing him this time, he might still be waiting for another opportunity to make a move.
Suddenly, as if recalling something, steward Ze spoke with a hint of surprise:
"Have you already fully absorbed the longevity nutrients I provided you?"
