Yu Qingzi had a very bad premonition, and seeing the expressions on the disciples' faces only increased his concern.
Faced with Yu Qingzi's questioning, the second-generation disciples all hesitated, not knowing what to say. The disciples involuntarily turned their eyes to the senior brother, who also felt helpless in his heart. It seemed that, in the end, he would have to be the one to speak up.
"Master, junior brother Yu Dian has been murdered," the senior brother said gravely.
"Murdered? Are you saying that Yu Dian, my disciple, has been killed?" Yu Qingzi's entire body trembled. He was very proud to have a disciple like Yu Dian, especially since his pupil had attracted the attention of Emperor Yu, which made him even prouder.
