The finger tapped on the face.
The corners of the mouth involuntarily lifted up, but then were forcefully pulled down, as laughing in such a situation wouldn’t be appropriate.
Though... it was indeed quite humorous.
It’s not because the Joyful Sect’s overall choice was wrong; strictly speaking, the Joyful Sect’s choice was highly rational. With the sect disciples already dealing with other factions, making a big scene was quite a laborious and thankless task.
Though the direct disciple was killed, that senior sister was no longer able to cultivate. Her value to the sect was limited. Besides, the evidence was undeniable, tearing faces with them over this matter was indeed unnecessary. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel-fire.ɴet
What amused him was the attitude of that elder.
Within the sect, some people tend to rely on their seniority and act high and mighty; it’s quite common. However, he didn’t expect the Joyful Sect to be the same. The present Sect Master of the Joyful Sect has been in power for less than a hundred years and should be around three hundred years old now, which is considered to be in their prime.
But likely in front of the elders, they’re one generation behind, faced with Old Biden’s tantrums and rolling about, they’re probably helpless. He could totally imagine the mindset with which these three sisters went out.
"If you want to laugh, just laugh, why hold it in?"
Ying Ling just coldly glanced at Jiang Feng, her tone rather displeased. Anyone who gets yelled at early in the morning would have that expression, and it wasn’t just the three sisters, but the entire core disciples of the sect.
From the Sect Master down to the disciples, everyone had been scolded. They could fully understand the mood of the Four Elders; his personally raised grand-disciple was killed, with no remains, and the sect hadn’t been able to seek justice; anyone would be furious.
The problem is... what does it have to do with us?
It wasn’t like the three sisters watched the show and did nothing; at the time of the incident, we two sisters were only twelve or thirteen years old, especially Tong Xin, I wasn’t even in the sect yet.
"No, I wasn’t laughing, just remembered something happy."
Neither agreeing outright nor refusing, instead smilingly said: "So actually, the Joyful Sect doesn’t want to truly tear faces with Xuanyin Sect, but considering the feelings of Four Elders, they handed this thankless task to you, the three sisters, personally chosen by the Sect Master."
Turning the head, it was quite obvious he had hit the mark.
Can’t deny Jiang Feng’s quick reflexes, not just his body but his mind is even faster. Jin Yuan also displayed a rather helpless smile; once Jiang Feng saw through this matter, the initiative might fall into this man’s hands.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Jiang Feng leaned back a bit; the originally very modest expression quickly transformed into full confidence, head held high, his entire demeanor changed.
Like a boss collecting debts with high interests.
Jiang Feng’s smiley expression hadn’t vanished, clearing his throat as if his throat was uncomfortable, pretentiously picked up a teacup and took a sip.
"Hmm, good tea, good tea."
This scene made the three sisters sigh inwardly, but since they were in need, they could only wait for this kid to finish acting tough.
"I roughly understand the situation. Since the sect sent you out, it means you must surpass that little bastard in strength; however, according to your Sect Master’s intention, surely he doesn’t plan to tear faces."
"Though there’s a feud, this moment is rather sensitive timing, not suitable for making too many enemies. I can fully understand that. You approached me simply because of the relationship between Purple Cloud Palace and Xuanyin Sect, huh."
"Since so many sisters of yours married into Purple Cloud Palace, you must know our sect rules. Whenever encountering Xuanming Sect disciples, those capable should kill them on the spot; if unable, retreat immediately for sect protection."
"Once encountered, basically it’s a fight to the death. That kid’s head in Purple Cloud Palace is at least worth this much."
Gesturing with five fingers flipping up and down, representing ten, it was a kind of slang used in trading at the time, indeed a pretty good and worthwhile deal.
Jin Yuan nodded repeatedly.
With a trace of apology and some anticipation on her face, she’s indeed clever, clearly knowing the relationship between these two sects was already irreconcilable, thus wanted to use one to defeat the other.
Anyway, Purple Cloud Palace and Xuanyin Sect were already enemies; a few more lives on this wouldn’t matter, and besides, could return to the sect for a reward.
"Ah, though you say so."
The tone suddenly shifted.
"But that little bastard as Sect Leader’s grandson, has extraordinary strength. You said it yourself, on par with Miss Ying Ling, that means Peak of Core Formation. Me, having just formed my core months ago, what’s the point of joining the chaos."
"Then I’d likely lose both the lady and the soldiers; my junior sister’s revenge wouldn’t be taken, instead, I’d likely lose my life there, no way, no way."
"Better find other experts from our Purple Cloud Palace; just when a batch is also roaming within Country Liang, they’re all peak Core Formation and Nascent Soul Stage seniors."
"Definitely more reliable than me."
Rejection in strong words.
You three sisters have flattering mouths, claiming revenge for my junior sister and venting, for Purple Cloud Palace’s honor, revenge, and an opportunity to strike adversary forces, sounds perfect.
Yeah, sure, when the old man’s risking life with others, it’s quite perfect, but you three sisters standing there watching the drama, that’s perfectly too.
"Sir, what are you talking about? Even though Xuan Yinzi is at the Peak of Core Formation, he’s just a medicine jar, according to information probed by Joyful Sect, he’s over thirty and missed the best age to break through to Nascent Soul Stage."