"Girl, are these messages true?" Ye Chenghong was unwilling to believe that the Poison Medicine Sect had become so rampant.
"True. Master, Guh Changfeng has been working on this century-long plan for years. He has lived for over two thousand years, his methods unimaginable. If he truly realizes this plan, we are all in danger." An Yiqing said.
Ye Chenghong frowned deeply, looking at the several Elders.
"Senior brothers, what are your thoughts?"
The Great Elder stroked his beard, furrowing his brows, and said solemnly, "For now, we can only first cut off his wings, and then make further plans."
The hot-tempered Second Elder slammed the table and stood up, "Hmph! If it doesn't work, I, the old man, will directly charge into the Poison Medicine Sect and take care of Guh Changfeng!"
