A man whose true identity was beyond their comprehension.
A being who absolutely could not be offended.
To offend him was no different from digging their own graves. Calling them an idiot wasn't even a strong enough insult for someone foolish enough to make an enemy out of him.
Both Lin Yijun and Yue Xueyan reached the same decision.
Their sect must immediately cease all missions or interest regarding Mo Xixi!
If Senior Hao's wrath descended upon them, their sect might not even exist by the next morning.
Meanwhile, Xiao Lianfeng, who had been busy eating, finally joined in.
He might be a core disciple of the Drifting Sword Sect, but he had no idea who Mo Xixi was.
Why?
Because why the hell would he waste time attending meetings when he could be training instead?
Would listening to some old men blabber about someone make his sword sharper?
No.
So why bother?
He would rather train, fight, and cultivate as any proper cultivator should.
