Liu Hao scornfully looked at Wuu Tiaan, and the eyes of other disciples from the Sect of Fiery Separation held disdain, amusement, and ridicule as they gazed at him.
In the past, Wuu Tiaan had been the third disciple of the sect master of the Sect of Fiery Separation, held in high esteem and respected by others. However, he had now become a disgrace, a cripple, and naturally, there was little respect left for him.
Many disciples from the Sect of Fiery Separation had already begun to look down on Wuu Tiaan from the bottom of their hearts.
"Go ahead and hit me, so I can show it to Master."
Wuu Tiaan said with an indifferent expression.
"Wuu Tiaan, now you can only rely on Master. If you weren't Master's disciple, you'd be nothing but a worthless cripple, unworthy of staying in the Sect of Fiery Separation."
"I really don't understand why Master doesn't just expel you from the sect. You're a disgrace to us all, and I feel ashamed to have you as a junior fellow."
