Chapter 957: The Feelings of an Older Brother
“Let’s go back. It’s better to settle some matters as soon as possible,” said Huangfu Qingjue, he hugged Ling Chuxi’s waist and lightly tapped the ground with his feet. With a leap, he brought Ling Chuxi out of the dimensional crack and flew toward the Sacred Realm while resisting the turbulence with all his strength.
Not long after the two of them had left, a figure slowly walked out from a corner. This person was none other than Ling Wushang!
Ling Wushang stared at the now empty space silently for a long time. His brows were slightly furrowed and no one could tell what he was thinking.
“I really didn’t expect that he was actually a descendant of the divine race.” Another figure appeared behind Ling Wushang after some time. It was Bi Xuanshan who had also followed him.
“No matter who it is, as long as they dare to hurt my little sister, I will kill them without mercy,” said Ling Wushang coldly.
“Tsk, tsk, look at how narrow-minded you are. Don’t think that I don’t know that you are holding a grudge because your own little sister was snatched away by another man. Don’t deny that you can’t tell that the two of them have been in love for a long time. When that man kissed your sister just now, your eyeballs almost popped out. If it wasn’t for me holding you back, you would have dashed over and chopped him up.” Bi Xuanshan dropped all airs of being an expert as he looked at Ling Wushang coldly.
Ling Wushang glanced at Bi Xuanshan coldly and slowly said, “You’re one to talk. Don’t forget that you still need to behave as a sect leader.”
“You vile disciple! I’m really going to clean up this sect and purge the ingrates!” Bi Xuanshan was so angry that his beard flared as he glared at Ling Wushang. But his desire to be angry went against his wishes for the future of the sect. This was exactly what the brat wanted, to be thrown out. He dared to mock him for not having the demeanour of a sect leader! This brat was simply asking for a beating!
“Then I really have to thank you.” Ling Wushang spat out these words indifferently and was about to walk away from there.
“Wait!” Bi Xuanshan called out to Ling Wushang. “Speaking of which, why would that divine race descendant called Huangfu Qingjue appear here? He probably already noticed our existence earlier. Could it be that he intentionally kissed your sister in front of you?”
Ling Wushang stopped in his tracks. His face went dark as he slowly said, “I’ll kill him.”
“How can you do that? Your sister is going to be a widow!” said Bi Xuanshan chased after him.
“I’ll find her a better one,” said Ling Wushang through gritted teeth.
“Well, what do you think of my disappointing grandson?” asked Bi Xuanshan with a smile.
“Kill him.” Ling Wushang squeezed out two words.
“It’s not good for you to be so violent. If Ling Chuxi knew that her brother was so violent, she would despise you…”
“I’ll kill you first…”
The voices of the two gradually faded away.
If anyone from the Flowing Clouds Sect heard their conversation, their jaws would definitely drop to the ground. Was this the Ling Wushang who had always been indifferent and dignified? This childishness and irascibility of his made him seem like they were two completely different people. Also, could that old man who was chattering without proper manners really be the sect leader of the Flowing Clouds Sect? Could it be the sect leader who could cause the entire Flowing Clouds Sect to tremble at his command? Where did the usual awe-inspiring feeling of patience disappear to? Also, was this really a conversation between a master and his disciple? The disciple was really rebellious—he had been so rude to his master. It would be more accurate to say that he was used to his master’s demeanour. This strange combination was absolutely mind-boggling.
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By the time Ling Chuxi carried Huangfu Qingjue, who had transformed into a little fox, into Flowing Cloud Valley, there were already many people standing outside the valley. All the elders of the Flowing Clouds Sect had gathered.