At the edge of the shattered grand array, more than thirty disciples of the Qingshui Sect watched Lu Bei and Husan dividing the spoils, hesitating to step forward.
Though they harbored resentment toward the late sect master Zhao Xiayang for his cold and ruthless nature, witnessing his death still brought a twinge of sorrow.
Taking revenge was out of the question; their strength did not allow for such impudence.
Chapter 65