Watching this display of mournfulness couldn't continue indefinitely, Zhang Fei Xuan made a show of reluctantly composing his emotions, walked up to Song Yin, and said:
"Big Senior Brother, please restrain your grief..."
Song Yin cast a glance his way, a glance that also happened to catch the sight of the Disciples behind Zhang Fei Xuan.
"Wuuu wuuu wuuu——!"
Somewhat inexplicably, the crying of the Disciples grew even louder, each one expressing an attitude of great sorrow, as if in unbearable pain.
Zhang Fei Xuan's mouth twitched subtly, thinking that when it came to acting, these were indeed his true Disciples, not just Ordinary Disciples, for each one had entered the ranks of the initiated.
After all, how could anyone survive long in the Jinxian Sect without being able to act?
