Uncle Zhong glared at that person with displeasure, quite annoyed by his sycophantic behavior.
Long Zaitian hadn't spoken all along, watching everyone's confrontation with a cold expression.
Chiang Yu glanced at the gloomy-faced Shao Xing, then at the displeased Uncle Zhong, and finally fixed his gaze on the silent Long Zaitian.
Sensing Chiang Yu's gaze, Long Zaitian slowly turned his head, his piercing eyes looking at him.
Staring into Long Zaitian's eyes, cold and with a hint of suspicion deep within his dark pupils, Chiang Yu felt as if he'd been drenched with icy water, chilled to the bone, his heart deadened.
The Xuanqing Sect had already fallen into such disarray, and yet Long Zaitian was still fixated on suspecting him!
Harboring a bit of wishful thinking, Chiang Yu suddenly came to a realization; the Xuanqing Sect was no longer the same as when the Old Sect Leader was in charge. Beneath its seemingly glorious exterior, there was already decay!
