Outside the Screen
Chen Jiuge looked at his Senior Brother who hadn't recovered yet and said with some pity, "Senior Brother, don't be sad. After all, he's the Sect Master."
"Sad? What am I sad about?" Wudao Tian asked, puzzled.
"No, that thing," Chen Jiuge gestured with his hand.
"You mean teaching the Master a lesson? Just consider it bragging. If those Elders used their Divine Skills, they could also defeat us in one move," Wudao Tian said nonchalantly.
"After all, those old fogeys have lived so long. Who knows how many Perfect Divine Skills they possess," Wudao Tian remarked wistfully.
Chen Jiuge broke out in a cold sweat. His Senior Brother had appeared outside the light screen, his back turned to the Elders. Chen Jiuge had walked right up to him to ask, so Wudao Tian hadn't seen the Elders behind him.
"It seems we've lived too long, and now we're despised for it. Past our prime and scorned, indeed!" Yue Shanghua fanned the flames.
