"So you're the second survivor of the Adventure Party massacre?" The Greenflame Sect's Sect Leader spoke up, his Half-step Qi Condensation Realm aura suffocating the room. "But that comes off as strange, seeing as Disciple Mo Fuchan here claimed himself to be the only survivor."
Mo Fuchan was not looking too good right now. His slightly handsome face was scrunched up and twisted, filtering between green, purple, and red in color.
'How was this bitch able to survive that fall?! It makes no sense!'
She was even unharmed!
Ridiculous!
"Well, I'm inclined to believe that perhaps Mo Fuchan was mistaken when he confirmed the deaths of every other disciple," said a female Elder who supported him. "It's an honest mishap."
Mo Fuchan's soured expression brightened at this. "Elder Sa is right. The situation was so dire, with the threat of the Marrow Refinement Demon Beast such a dangerous one that my mind was thrown out of loop."
