"He got away?"
Veins throbbed on Zhao Lin's forehead. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
He had thought his master had been driven to death by Chu Liu's provocations, or perhaps killed by some despicable means like poison. He never expected it was a direct assassination.
With Zhu Huaishan's level of cultivation, he would have been fine if he'd just been a little more guarded. Unfortunately, he never dreamed that the disciple he had raised with his own hands would murder him.
"It's all my fault. I was too incompetent to protect Master."
Gao Yuan said self-reproachfully, "By the time we gave chase, Chu Liu had already escaped the city."
Zhao Lin consoled him, "You can't be blamed. No one could have expected this. Did you report it to the authorities?"
"We did. But this is an internal sect matter. At most, the authorities will post a wanted notice and tighten the inspections at the city gates. The rest is just for show."
