"Why?"
Gu Qingyu was extremely indignant.
After all, she had accompanied Yuan Zhen as a direct disciple for three hundred thousand years.
When something happened, it was bad enough her master didn't help her, but to even force her to bow her head in submission?
No one could accept that, could they?
It was truly unjust, wasn't it?
But Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable didn't see it that way.
"Because this is the latest sect regulation!"
In front of the first ancestor, what is a disciple who is a hundred generations behind?
Seeing her master's stern eyes, which were almost devoid of emotion, Gu Qingyu's heart turned cold.
Her eyes reddened, she wiped away her tears and then turned around fiercely, flying out immediately.
The others also stopped their discussions.
They realized that the Sect Leader and the Great Elder were serious this time.
Even someone like Gu Qingyu, a jewel of the sect, had to give way in this matter.
