The wind rushing into the hiding spot howled incessantly.
After the sandstorm, Wu Jinliang, leaning against the cave wall, cracked a smile and said, "The commotion is here, we need to leave someone behind, we've received word from the undercover tracking from the Four Cauldron Sect, someone must be ready to respond at all times. Let's take turns, Mr. Fang, you come with me first."
Fang Zicheng nodded his head, and the two slipped out of the cave one after another.
A group of elders sitting on the main peak watched the Divine Fire in Pang Hou's hands, all revealing expressions of surprise, realizing from the recent turmoil that the Divine Fire in Pang Hou's hands was real, an unabsorbed flame of Divine Fire.
An elder glared at Jin Guiqi and shouted, "What do you mean by this?"
"Disciplining our own junior, sorry to have caused a scene," Jin Guiqi said politely, then turned and reprimanded Pang Hou, "Visit here less often, and scram now!"
