Kao Shan Sect Main Hall.
Bang!
The wooden chair shattered with a sound, and Hua Liao knelt beside it, his face as pale as snow.
"Is this how you handled the matter for me? Not only did you fail to win the favor of the Profound Realm, but you also ended up with an elder being thrown out into the street. Do you know where I can put my old face now?"
Hua Liao trembled all over, his head almost knocked to the ground, "Sect Leader, calm down, I really didn't know Elder Rong's medical skills were so poor, nor did I expect the Guardian of the Immortal Sect to be so strong. I barely escaped with my life after tangling with him."
"So, what you're saying is that when you couldn't win, you ran away?" The face under the hood was so serious that it froze the air in the main hall.
Cold might make someone feel piercing.
But the chill emanating from the person in front of him made Hua Liao feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
