Formless Blade Sect's outer disciple Cang Wenbin's residences was in great disorder. Whatever could be broken was already wrecked and destroyed. Cang Wenbin, whose face was as swollen as a steamed bun, had eyes full of hatred and unwillingness.
“Young master, you're really going to return that item?” By Cang Wenbin's side, there was a middle-aged man in long robes. When Cang Wenbin entered the Formless Blade Sect, this man was sent by the Cang House to be Cang Wenbin's attendant.
Cang Wenbin gritted his teeth and said, “What else can I do? Uncle Qianxing is at Fire Sword Summit. If there's nothing major, it would be hard for me to even see him, much less ask him to help me out.”
