Upon hearing the elder's question, Gu Tangyin turned her head, her slender fingers gently caressing the sword hilt, her voice cold and piercing:
"The blood debt of the Zhong Family Brothers, and his arrogance before me, must be cleansed with his life."
"But forcing into the valley to kill... you underestimate Chen Ye's cunning. Even a crafty rabbit has three dens, let alone a treacherous scoundrel like him? What if the one in the valley is not his real self but merely a facade, wouldn't it alert the Lingyin Sect prematurely?"
"If anyone cannot control their temper and messes up the plan, my Huayue Mansion's sword doesn't mind beheading a few disobedient fools first."
The faces of the two Ten Thousand Puppet Sect cultivators stiffened, a hint of anger flashed in their eyes, but hindered by Gu Tangyin's hidden dragon reputation, they eventually refrained from speaking further, retreating in silence.
The female cultivator with the surname Liu frowned as well.
