Zong Yunqian did not listen, his blood boiling with sudden enlightenment. The frustration of being mocked so many times had no outlet; if he walked away now, he, Zong Yunqian, would be a fool.
"Princely Heir—" Gu Dao was anxious. He had indeed noticed the thoughts of his own Princely Heir, but even to the clear-eyed, it was obvious that the opposition, which had been scheming until now and had just been discovered, was not to be underestimated.
Zong Yunqian's eyes, bloodshot, suddenly spotted a figure within the black smoke and, throwing caution to the wind, rushed forward. As long as he caught someone, Zong Yunqian was confident he could force them to show their true colors.
Gu Dao and Xi Feng were too late to speak out. Seeing Zong Yunqian dash out, they followed suit and charged forward.
Elder Can and Elder Su saw everything clearly within the black smoke. Seeing Zong Yunqian indeed charging at them, both elders sneered at the same time, waiting for this very moment.
