"Senior Brother Wang, what do you think happened to Master? Why is he suddenly so angry?"
At the door, two disciples passed by and heard Qi Wuhui's angry roar from inside. They were trembling in fear.
Wang Ling looked through the window and said in a daze, "I don't know. He must have been agitated by something, right?"
"As far as I know, the only person in the entire Heaven Mending Sect who can make Master so angry is the Martial Uncle from Violet Cloud Peak."
Li Han was stunned for a moment. "That useless Martial Uncle from Violet Cloud Peak?"
"Shh… Don't talk nonsense. You might get into trouble." Wang Ling glared at him and looked around guiltily. He whispered, "That Martial Uncle Ye of Violet Cloud Peak is not trash. You didn't go down the mountain this time. You don't know what kind of achievements our Martial Uncle Ye has attained at the foot of the mountain."