Hei Xinjiu looked at the angry crowd with a guilty conscience. She seemed to be able to see the black resentment on everyone’s heads. She was done for. This time, she was really done for!
She had already offended a portion of the people by scolding the swordsman yesterday. Today, it seemed that she had offended all of them! How was she going to survive in the future? !
However, the most important thing now was how to survive in front of her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to talk about the future. According to the degree of public anger, she might very well be expelled from the nameless sword sect.
At this moment, Master Ouyang walked in with the higher-ups of the sect with a gloomy expression.
Their eyes were like knives as they looked at Hei Xinjiu. Especially when they saw that Hei Xinjiu was still holding the heaven-shaking drum in her hand, they wished that they could slap this little girl to death.