You Yue’s motive

In the bystanders' eyes, beating up Alchemist Guild's men was equivalent to pulling the tooth from a tiger's mouth, the action of seeking death.

How many years had it been since this had last happened? At the very least, no one present had ever encountered this before.

"Just how bold are you guys, to dare to beat the people from our Alchemist Guild!" The guard leader climbed back on his feet as he shouted at Fu Xiao Dai.

"Hmph, this Great Aunt is beating you guys!" Little Seven jumped out from the inn as her palms were placed on her hips as she confronted them.

"You Heavenly Sect students really think that this place is Heavenly Sect?" Zhan Liu'er stood up, "Hmph, just you wait and see, I'll definitely make all of you go to hell!"

"Whether we die or not, you are not qualified to say that but I know one thing and that is if you still don't scram, then you will die." Little Seven said.