"Sect Master, you should rest yourself!" a sinister-faced elder spoke with a hint of sharp coldness in his voice, "Otherwise, everyone is going to be unhappy."
The statement was incredibly blunt and spoken without restraint—as if he were reprimanding a junior, not addressing the Sect Master.
"Kneel down!" Zheng Ming, pointing at the elder, commanded coldly, "Disrespecting the Sect Master is the same as disrespecting our forefathers. Kneel and beg for forgiveness!"
Fang Yunbai felt dizzy, hardly believing his ears. Did Zheng Ming really think that just because he could subdue Fang and make him take Zheng as his master, he was the supreme Sect Master?
As for Zhang Yuntian, his face was even more rigid. He began to doubt whether his recent confrontations with Ma Jinghong had been the right choice.
Brother Mu took on a disciple without considering... How did he end up with such an... idiot!
