When Ye Huai Feng arrived, there were already many people from the Wuhua Sect. He squeezed through the crowd and found that familiar white figure.
She was holding the Image Stone at that moment, playing the scenes stored inside for everyone to see. It was already reaching the end.
"Whether it's true or not, just search Fuh Xueemei's courtyard," Qiann Yan said, "The elders wouldn't still want to shelter them, would they?"
With the evidence in front of them, although the elders of the Wuhua Sect were angry, they had no choice but to go.
They felt that even if they didn't go, Qiann Yan would force her way through. Her strength was already mid-stage Void, they couldn't defeat her, so they could only swallow the loss.
"Master." Ye Huai Feng came to Qiann Yan's side, "I just came to take a look."
Qiann Yan didn't ask much and went with the others to Fuh Xueemei's courtyard. The father and daughter duo were ashen-faced at this moment, clearly knowing it was the end.
