Zhu Chongjiu felt a bitterness in his heart.
For him, it was not easy to have finally taken in a disciple who was unassuming yet extremely helpful to him.
Yet, Li Haorong had brought up the matter of murder!
Clenching his teeth, Zhu Chongjiu said, "Elder Brother, there might be some kind of misunderstanding, why don't we take a look before we talk!"
Li Haorong remained noncommittal and released the Spiritual Power in his hand.
The Spiritual Power whirled down, flying towards the ground, and in the midst of their conversation, it had already reached the valley of Zhu Chongjiu.
No sooner had the two landed than Li Haorong noticed his three disciples in a sorry state.
"Master, please stand up for your disciples!"
The three scrambled over, aggravating their injuries and rushed to Li Haorong with gnashing teeth, kneeling on the ground, and knocking their heads incessantly.
