Song Yin's words, even though they had experienced the least amount of time, having been refined only once and temporarily not understanding Song Yin's divine might like Zhang Fei Xuan and Wang Qizheng did, still made them tremble with fear.
Because, one could really die!
"Big Senior Brother, listen to my... not excuses, listen to my explanation."
Zhang Fei Xuan swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he said, "It's like this, our Jinxian Sect, well, what I mean is, actually, we, he..."
"What are you trying to say?" Song Yin looked at him stuttering, displeased, "As cultivators, how can we talk in such a hesitant manner, speak up!"
"We from the Jinxian Sect aren't like that!"
Wang Qizheng closed his eyes and bit his teeth, as if he was ready to spill everything.
"It's just, that, probably, he..."
Then, he too began to stutter.
Song Yin shifted his gaze to Gao Sishu, noticing his expressionless face, but upon closer look, he could see that his body was clearly trembling.
