The courtyard elder looked as though he was about to burst a blood vessel. However, the moment he saw the bruise on Zhou's face, his expression sharpened into something more lethal.
"What happened to you two?" he asked coldly. "What is on your face?"
The question was directed toward Zhou, but Huwen hurried to rub her palms over her face in an incredibly flustered manner. It was only after she realized that she wasn't the one being spoken to that her face completely flushed red.
Where was the hole for her to crawl into when she needed it?
A few snickers and rounds of laughter cut through the disciples before—
"Silence."
The cold words stifled the entire courtyard. These disciples just thought they were chasing after normal prey; they didn't truly understand the magnitude of what was happening.
On the one hand, this would stop news from spreading too far or alerting the wrong parties, but on the other hand… well, they were taking this far too casually.
