"If Elder Yan knew about this, I wonder how he would feel,"
Chu Yi snorted coldly, his face filled with defiance.
"Yan the Blind? He's no longer a member of our Tanqing Sect. Why should we act according to his guidance? Could it be that our Tanqing Sect is merely a refuge for the incompetent? Hmm?"
The man glared at Chu Yi with anger, his bloodshot eyes bulging out, creating a rather frightening appearance.
"Elder, do we really need to make this situation so rigid?"
"Rigid? Wet behind the ears, youngster, go back into your mother's womb to learn how to speak first!"
The two of them sneered and simply left Chu Yi aside as they headed straight for the sect's interior.
"Stop right there!"
Chu Yi shouted angrily, stopping the two men in their tracks.
They had not expected Chu Yi to dare to stand up to them.
After all, one was at the Golden Core Stage while the other at the Initial Stage of the Nascent Soul.
