Chapter 122: Dispel the Evil Spirit (20)

Xia Han pulled Chuzheng, his tone slightly anxious, "That's my uncle-master."

"Mm."

"We should hide from him." He clearly remembered how he descended the mountain, in their hearts, they must believe he stole the card and came down the mountain.

Moreover, this uncle-master never really liked him.

"??" Chuzheng was puzzled, why hide? If anyone should be hiding it should be you, why involve me?

"Master, it's Xia Han, the traitor." Xia Han did not manage to hide in time, and the young man behind the elder, with sharp eyes, spotted Xia Han.

The elder kept a stern face, walking with his hands behind his back, exuding authority.

Upon hearing his disciple's words, he also looked toward Xia Han, but perhaps due to the private matters of their sect, the elder remained silent, only snorting coldly to express his displeasure.

The woman and Yao Wei both heard but also did not understand the reason behind it.