Jing City appeared calm on the surface, but undercurrents were surging beneath it.
If anyone were careless enough to get sucked into this mess, they would lose their life at best, or at least a few layers of skin at worst.
Zhang Kaitai had become mute at a time like this. No matter how formidable his personal strength might be, he was no match for an entire sect. When all was said and done, he was only one man, while the sects had thousands of members. A single spit from each of them could drown him.
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