Lin Xuan's question stunned the two Core Disciples for a moment. They glanced at each other, wondering if they had just run into an idiot, or perhaps a Cultivator who had recently joined from the outside.
'This is Qingcheng Mansion's domain. Anyone who dares to speak ill of Qingcheng Mansion can get the hell out!'
"Sigh, that young man seems capable, but I can't believe he's so reckless. This is Qingcheng Mansion's domain…"
"He provoked two Core Disciples. He's a dead man for sure. The last person who did this ended up…"
"We've been sick of this for a long time, but…"
"Hush! If they hear you, you're just asking to die!"
...
The surrounding bystanders sighed. They were deeply unhappy with Qingcheng Mansion, but what could they do besides complain? They were all weak, and the weak have no say.
Such complaints were usually reserved for spoiled young masters, but now they were being directed at Qingcheng Mansion itself. It was a true sign of society's decline.
