He stepped into the grand hall, his eyes sweeping across the room, causing his brow to furrow:
"I wondered who it was, coming to the Taiheng Sect to spout nonsense, turns out it was Manor Master Wen...
"But I don't know, what exactly did my Taiheng Sect do to offend you, Wen Fusheng, to provoke you to fight so fiercely at our sect?"
"Southern Ridge Iron Sword, Chen Zhengnan?"
Wen Fusheng squinted slightly upon seeing the newcomer:
"That's a question you shouldn't ask me. You should ask your fellow disciples, ask them what they've done."
Chen Zhengnan frowned deeply; he had arrived late and did not know the situation.
He only heard that Wen Fusheng was speaking disrespectfully in the Sword Pavilion. Although he had left the sect for many years, he had grown up in the Taiheng Sect. Hearing this, he naturally felt anger in his heart, leading him to retort.
But now, hearing Wen Fusheng's words, could there be another hidden situation in this matter?
