"It seems Qin Tian can't make it anymore."
Seeing the Great Elder of Xuantian Sect and Ye Xuan appearing not far away, Sima Yan and Wuchang exchanged smiles, both knowing that Qin Tian's absence meant he was either dead or severely injured—there were only these two possibilities, no third.
"The luck of the Xuantian Sect has run out."
Sima Yan's expression relaxed, as his last bit of concern completely dissipated.
"The Great Elder has come, as well as the Third and Fifth Elders. Hey, why is Ye Xuan with them?"
Fei Yue looked on in surprise as Ye Xuan walked alongside the Great Elder, chatting and laughing with those elders who, on regular days, acted high and mighty; they were surprisingly humble in front of Ye Xuan, which undoubtedly seemed odd to her.
"This kid, when did he get on the good side of the Great Elder?"
