When Chu Mo and Fang Lan walked out of the entrance to Lingyue Sect, they saw from afar that Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong had arrived. They looked even more wounded, bloodied from head to toe. However, they were suffused with the air of intense excitement.
"Master!" Xiao Wanjun bowed slightly to Chu Mo, stating in a grim tone, "Our duties are done. From now on, our lives are yours to command!"
Li Fangzhong nodded in agreement, then turned back to glance at Lingyue Sect behind him. He then said, "Master, can we spare Lingyue Sect this time?"
"Spare them?" Chu Mo looked puzzled and raised an eyebrow at Li Fangzhong. "Do you two not hate Lingyue Sect? It was established by the Feng Clan. Don't you want to completely obliterate it?"
Xiao Wanjun shook his head ruefully, and replied from one side, "We indeed felt that way once. If we could break free one day, surely we would turn Lingyue Sect upside down, utterly destroying it! We felt they owed us too much!"
