94. Broodmother

For Fang Yang, the second he realised this it was like a bucket of cold water had fallen on his head.

Surely if he could realise it, So could the others.

Fang Yang's heart sank as when he looked around he could see each disciple looking around each other but these weren't the friendly looks before.

The looks in their eyes were the exact same as the looks Fang Yang was giving them already. They were sizing each other up, not as an ally but as a threat that may need to be put down.

Seeing this Fang Yang couldn't help but curse under his breath. Although his teammates weren't as bad as the devil sect lunatics, it would also never be as easy to stab them in the back as the naive idiots from the righteous orthodox sects.