The middle-aged man known as Elder Hong repeatedly consoled himself. 'I'm not abandoning my sect brothers to save my own skin. I'm enduring this humiliation for a greater purpose. I'm doing this for them. I'm no match for this young man; charging in would be suicide. So, I must carry their hatred back to the Sect and have them send someone stronger to kill him! When the time comes, I'll burn incense and paper offerings for my fallen brothers. I will... I definitely will!'
Just as Elder Hong had fully gathered his power and was about to make his escape, Qin Li's icy, mocking voice calmly sounded from behind him.
