Jian Wuchen saw his master's eyes change. Ever since he apprenticed into the Tianshan Sect, he had never seen his master show such an expression. The old face was devoid of any emotion, giving the impression of being like a sword itself.
"Wuchen, you should leave first, at least to let Senior Luo be at ease."
To understand the situation, Chu Yan was much clearer than Jian Wuchen. Seeing the situation, he knew Lu Wujue and the others wanted to fight to the death with Qiu Wucheng or at least to kill or seal him here at the cost of their lives.
The Tianshan Sect always had only seven members. If Jian Wuchen made any mistakes or died here, the Tianshan Sect would likely disappear for good. Lu Wujue's intention was also very clear: the Tianshan Sect needed someone to carry on the legacy, and Jian Wuchen was naturally the best candidate.
