Peak Elder Lotus looked at Theron deeply for a long while. These words would have gotten almost anyone killed on the spot.
The name of a Sect couldn't be so easily blasphemed, especially not by a mere Silver Mancer. Face was a huge matter, no matter what Sect you were in, or whether that world was in a little girl's dantian or out in the open like this.
There was no escaping this truth.
And yet, here he was, an esteemed Peak Elder, having to face off against the crude words of a boy.
However, the words Theron spoke only made him more suspicious.
The trouble was just the same, though. Face.
Theron hadn't hidden his presence here. And now, he was speaking out secrets of the Sect that had become open secrets, but the likes of these guards and many of the disciples didn't dare to speak out casually for fear of angering the elders.
