"Stay your foot!"
At the moment when those disciples of Washing Sword Pavilion were confused, not knowing whether they should fight to the death to defend the dignity of Washing Sword Pavilion or continue to feign death, a voice suddenly rang out.
Qin Sheng hastened along with Du Songquan.
Han Zheng was slightly startled; Washing Sword Pavilion was a dozen miles from Asking Sword Manor, yet they had arrived quite quickly.
In fact, Qin Sheng had not returned to Washing Sword Pavilion to fetch Du Songquan.
Du Songquan was not in Washing Sword Pavilion at the time; he was out on business and happened to run into the hurried Qin Sheng on his way back.
Since Han Zheng was looking for Du Songquan, Qin Sheng told him everything and hurriedly brought him back.
However, seeing Fang Tingwei under Han Zheng's foot, Qin Sheng still felt somewhat secretly pleased.
This guy had always targeted him within the sect.
