"Just like what was on Yuan Zhi back in those days."
Zhang the Butcher weakly retracted his hands, his voice hoarse. He had originally thought that it was because Monk Benxin had been swayed by Yuan Gang that he suppressed Zhang himself, refusing to teach him the Jade Liquid Boundary Refinement Martial Arts.
Now it seemed that it was probably his impatient and reckless character that made the direct disciples feel that he was not worthy to share the "secret technique". Even though his qualifications were good, they did not hesitate to discard him.
The other colonels and adjutant generals were somewhat confused, not understanding what he was talking about.
Shen Yi's gaze lingered momentarily on the corpse of Monk Benxin before he withdrew his attention, "Take all external disciples for questioning, and escort all direct disciples back to the Demon-suppression Bureau."
One word "take", another word "escort".
