Seeing Ling Chuxi's cold attitude, the man did not continue speaking.
The others looked at Ling Chuxi's group with some disdain in their eyes.
Han Shilin, on the other hand, looked at Ling Chuxi thoughtfully. After a moment of deep thought, he whispered something to an old man beside him. The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and led more than ten blood flag sect disciples to leave the group and return to Luo Qiu city.
At this moment, han Shilin would never have thought that this decision, which even he himself was hesitating about, would save his life in the near future and preserve the bloodflag sect's bloodline. After that, he felt even more emotional. Ling Chuxi was indeed extraordinary.
After entering the mountain range, everyone split up and headed to their respective areas.