"What, they asked you to go to the secondary peak that mainly focuses on refining equipment? Ridiculous!" Old Hong flicked his sleeves and was about to go back. They sent a genius in formation setting to the secondary peak for refining equipment to fend for himself. This was the temperament of the current rulers of the temple. Not only did they discredit the reputation of the younger generation, they even wanted to do something drastic.
"I won't be defeated by this. I will come back to the temple, don't worry, Elder Hong." Nolan Rong looked at the old man with complicated eyes.
The two were neither true master and disciple, nor were they related by blood. In his case, the old man's actions had exceeded Nolan Rong's expectations. No matter what the reason was, at least he was able to pass the test of the sect master, and he would not be beaten to a pulp or die lying down. Based on this point, Old Hong had done his utmost.
The leader of Shangqing concealed the truth for the sake of his reputation, and almost no one in the entire temple knew that the old man died because of the divine fire. The truth behind the departure of Old Hong was that the rulers of the temple wanted to consolidate their own position and squeezed out the former old master, a dignified Spiritual Pattern Saint Master. What else could the junior students expect?
Seeing that he didn't appreciate it, Hong Zhuo snorted: "Do you think I'm worried about you? I just said a few fair words, and you didn't get any good. Don't be grateful, let alone stand up for me. I violated the holy rules and should be held responsible. What's more, I didn't want to stay in one place for a long time. I wanted to leave a long time ago. Don't listen to people's nonsense. I stayed here because of you. It's pure nonsense to say that I was deserted by everyone."
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