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At this point, the group of inner and outer disciples looked so angry their eyes could eat a man alive. Qizibin, Hangan, and others were so mad that their veins on their foreheads became apparent, and their hands were already on their sword hilts.
“Eldest Senior Brother, did you hear that? This piece of waste… I’m going to teach him a harsh lesson today!”
“Wait, I’ll be the first one to take him on. No one is allowed to snatch this opportunity from me!” Qizibin clenched his teeth and said through gritted teeth.
Hanyun Tao seemed just as surprised-- he looked at Ye Fan in a manner that suggested this was unfathomable.
Lengyu and Moxin Zhi had just lit a glimmer of hope, but now it was extinguished.
Moxin Zhi slumped against her husband's body, mumbling, “It’s over… Everything's over… What on earth is this child, Xingcheng, thinking… Could it be that he ate something wrong and is now delirious?”