Gong Shixi's mindset on this trip was different from that of people from other sects.
He had scouted the area with his group before, confirmed there was no real danger, and the fear of visiting the same place had already dissipated. This time, his emotions were calmer.
The other sects, however, were heaping blame on each other.
The terrifying presence here had already made a move, and none of them had any magical treasures left. It was time to call it quits.
If they retreated at this point, their sects wouldn't criticize them—after all, their own sects had warned them that this was a forbidden land.
But to someone of Zuo Zisheng's level, Li Hongjiu was just a nuisance. Why couldn't he just go die?
Li Hongjiu claimed he'd go alone, but was that really a personal matter? He wasn't just representing himself; he was representing the entire Yanbao Sect. If Yanbao Sect kept pressing forward, wouldn't that put the top-ranked sect headed by Zuo Zisheng in a bind?
