Sima Rou shivered involuntarily at the thought.
This matter, how could she handle it?
She looked up and realized that, what she hadn't noticed was, including her master and fellow disciples, their eyes were wandering, looking in one direction, not truly looking at her.
'So, they're not seeking help from me, but from my precious disciple. Only now do they remember our sect has a grandmaster, selectively blind previously.
When dealing with the remaining disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Lineage, they resolutely refused to let us intervene, preferring to lose disciples while fighting to the death to eliminate…'
Sima Rou felt exhausted, suddenly losing all interest.
With a cold expression, she turned around and called out, "Xiaojiu, your grandmaster is seeking help, see what you should do?"
Though she didn't know the identity or the strength of the enemy.
But, even Grandmaster Granny had already been killed, one can imagine the enemy would certainly not be easy to deal with.
