Behind the Four Clouds.
Those disciples of the Yunxing Ancient Sect sneered even more:
"Xuanshi Divine Pavilion's fortune has come, shouldn't you be grateful and excited?"
"Hesitating and resisting, you old fool, don't you know good from bad."
"Four Clouds has taken a liking to this woman, isn't it her supreme honor? How dare you disagree?"
"Truly ungrateful, little Xuanshi Divine Pavilion, where do you get the guts? Can you withstand the anger of Four Clouds?"
...
Ling Tuanzhi gritted his teeth, kept his head down, and stubbornly endured.
At this moment, within the entire Xuanshi Divine Pavilion, the disciples had varied feelings.
Some were angry, is the goddess going to be snatched away? They could only watch helplessly, powerless to do anything.
