"Elder Wen, do they seem to be having an internal conflict?"
"That woman's probably trying to use this opportunity to get rid of her rival, isn't she?"
"Hehe, this is how the renowned and righteous sects are; they preach morality and ethics, yet their hearts are full of malicious schemes!"
"Elder Wu, what do we do now?"
A group of people stood on the trees in the woods one mile away from the village, quietly peering towards the village.
To ensure safety, they had created an isolation array; they could see outside, but outsiders couldn't detect them.
At this moment, seeing Cheng Qingyu about to strike Mo Xiaolan, they were all gloating.
Among them were two people at the center, evidently the leaders of this group; the one called Elder Wen was tall and burly.
Elder Wu, on the other hand, had a scholarly temperament, like a gentle scholar.
Interestingly, their names and temperaments are utterly different; if someone from the Three Great Sects saw them, they would be aghast:
