C2520 Discussing

The conversation was split in two directions.

While Little Thing was fuming in another dimension, Feng Zhentian was completely oblivious to it.

At that moment, Feng Zhentian had been led by Wey Zide to their Sect Master's Hall.

Inside, the hall was flanked by no fewer than fifty individuals, each one glaring at Feng Zhentian with eyes brimming with hatred