The light wind sect's disciples, who were originally heavy-hearted and nervous to the point that their hands were trembling, could not help but laugh as well. They had unknowingly relaxed.
If it could be said that they were still a little afraid of du Yiwen's strength before, then now, seeing him being scolded by a young girl and not knowing how to refute, they only felt a deep sense of contempt. The pride and arrogance of an old sect's disciple also quietly emerged on their bodies.
At first, Feng Yuanqing did not think much of Ling Chuxi's scolding. He had been the sect leader for his entire life and was also considered a famous senior of the sect's sage realm. In front of outsiders, they did not talk or laugh at each other, and he would not be so calculative. In his opinion, there was no difference between scolding each other and being ordinary people. It was really the style of hurting an expert.