Nothing to Say

Mo Tiange walked over lightly then peeked outside through the gap in the door.

Elder Qingyi had blood on her chest but she remained on her feet. Elder Qingmiao stood vigilantly by her side. Shangguan Yunhao stood not too far from them; his whole face was filled with resentment. As for Ren Yufeng, he was assuming a spectator stance, watching them quarreling with each other with relish.

"Don't think I'd believe you!" Shangguan Yunhao's expression was distorted. "My mind wasn't on the correct path? You were clearly just being partial!"

"Yes! We were partial!" Elder Qingmiao stared at him with a knife-sharp gaze. "We've really been blind for being partial to you, this cruel, ungrateful thing in all aspects! Our Linhai has always been short of supplies, but we've always let you have the first pick! We never asked you to do any tasks, and allowed you to focus on cultivating! In the end, we've actually been raising a white-eyed wolf!"