The Great Elder, Immortal Venerable Yuan Sheng, hurriedly flew over.
"Sect Leader, please see clearly. Hua Han was personally nurtured by me. I know that child very well; he would never do such a thing."
"If it really were him, I would not spare him lightly!"
Gu Qingyu, who had just put on her outer robe again, finally regained her senses at this moment.
"It wasn't him..."
"Then who? Were you besieged by other disciples?"
Immortal Venerable Yuan Zhen clenched his teeth, and the expressions of the other sect leaders were incredibly grave.
If such a thing indeed happened, it would be even more serious.
It would signify that among the most elite disciples of the sect, there appeared to be a large number of black sheep, enough to threaten the future foundation of the sect.
"No, it wasn't."
Finally returning under the protection of her sect's seniors, Gu Qingyu rekindled her hatred.
