She was filled with ten thousand doubts.
Luolan Xue and Yin Luoli's identities were known to everyone in Qingshan Sect. In front of these two women, someone like her was nothing more than a small fry.
Yet they were so respectful towards Yi Feng, this ordinary mortal?
It even seemed as if their fight with Wu Jie was also because of this man she had abandoned?
Just what was going on.
Peng Ying's mind was in complete chaos, and she felt as if a fog had appeared before her eyes, preventing her from seeing through this clearly...
"I implore Sir to not take this matter to heart. I will report this to the sect, and will definitely provide you with an explanation." Luolan Xue said deferentially with her head lowered.
"That's good, that's good."
At the same time, his heart was also full of praise for Qingshan Sect.
Their conduct was truly good. He had heard before that Qingshan Sect had a rule forbidding casual attacks on ordinary mortals, and he hadn't believed it fully then. But now it seemed to be true.
Under the cautious attitude of the crowd, Yi Feng was led into the inner hall and invited to sit down.
However, the matter of receiving Yi Feng could be left to Yin Xiong. Luolan Xue and Yin Luoli still had more important matters to deal with.
The two women walked out with cold expressions on their faces, looking at Wu Jie lying on the ground like a dead dog, with killing intent flashing in their eyes.
"Senior sister, what should we do?" Yin Luoli asked.
"After all, he is Third Elder's disciple. We cannot take action without authorization. We will report to Master when we return to the sect and let him decide." Luolan Xue said coldly.
Yin Luoli nodded. Her gaze then turned to Peng Ying.
Luolan Xue's expression darkened. She stared at Peng Ying as she walked over.
Peng Ying felt a huge pressure on her chest under Luolan Xue's imposing aura. Her face turned deathly pale as she retreated back.
Luolan Xue said coldly.
"Re...Reporting to Senior Luolan, this disciple's name is Peng Ying." Peng Ying was so nervous her tongue felt tied up. She had never witnessed such an imposing aura from Luolan Xue before, and she hurriedly bowed.
"In my presence, a lowly junior disciple like you, why do you not kneel?"
Luolan Xue glanced at Peng Ying coldly.
Peng Ying trembled, not daring to retort as she directly knelt down with her head lowered, cold sweat streaming down her back. Her heart was filled with unease.
"Report your other information."
Luolan Xue lifted her exquisite face high, speaking coldly again.
"This disciple is Peng Ying of the Outer Sect's Profound Hall. I'm under Third Elder's administration. I just joined Qingshan Sect one month ago." Peng Ying did not dare conceal anything as she spoke.
Hearing this, Luolan Xue's icy eyes flickered slightly. She called out, "Your palm."
Peng Ying was startled.
Luolan Xue paid her no heed. She directly grabbed Peng Ying's arm, infusing it with energy. Her expression was then full of frost.
"With your meager aptitude, you do not even qualify to join my Qingshan Sect. Just who was so bold as to allow you to join our sect without authorization?" Luolan Xue questioned coldly.
Peng Ying's body shuddered, scared out of her wits.
"From today onwards, you have been expelled from Qingshan Sect."
Luolan Xue's expression brooked no doubt. Her words were like a judgment, like thunder that struck directly into Peng Ying's mind.
Peng Ying's complexion instantly turned ghastly pale, devoid of any color.
Her heart was filled with unwillingness.
She had paid so much to join Qingshan Sect. To be expelled with just a few words, how could she be willing? She cried out hysterically, "Why? Just because of that mortal, that Yi Feng?"
Hearing Peng Ying's rude way of addressing Sir Yi, Luolan Xue's hand moved. A thick wave of energy directly lashed Peng Ying's cheek.
"I warn you, do not ask what you should not. If you do not have the qualification to know something, it is best to have reverence."
Luolan Xue gave her an icy look. With a wave of her jade hand, the insignia at Peng Ying's waist instantly crumbled to dust. From this moment forth, she was no longer a Qingshan Sect disciple.
Watching Luolan Xue's departing figure, Peng Ying sat paralyzed on the ground, holding her swollen cheek. Her body trembled and her face was full of unwillingness. She mumbled under her breath, "No...no, I must get to the bottom of just what is going on here..."