The audience fell silent, having heard a trace of finality in Hou Niao's words.
Give up the status of a True Disciple? All for the thrill of swordsmanship? Ignore tradition? Just to shatter conventions?
The Masters of the Sima Mansion's faces turned ashen, seeing him as a thankless wretch that could never be satisfied nor tamed.
The four Masters of Hai Weiquan Yuan were somewhat moved, realizing they had underestimated this young man—perhaps he was more than just a pawn.
The Masters of Sikong and Situ Manors had mixed feelings, proud of the cultivators from their own manors yet anxious about the possible changes to come. Their efforts to suppress had been in vain because some things simply cannot be controlled.
"This guy has even more guts than me!" Yu Zhengxing felt both excited and uneasy.
"My brother is indeed a true man!" Hai Xixi exclaimed, clapping in admiration.
"Old Hou, you just love to stir up trouble, don't you?" Rao Zongzhi shook his head and sighed.
