As expected, Li Su's scream attracted the attention of many disciples who, out of curiosity, decided to take a look—perhaps there would be something entertaining?
But to their great disappointment, the elders had gathered there, preventing them from peeking. Therefore, the disciples were forced to leave in dismay.
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"Haaah…"
Zhao Zedong, to be honest, felt angry. Li Su's actions had caused such a commotion and attracted too much unnecessary attention, especially considering that the sect was going through difficult times.
"This bastard is just like his foolish Master. They don't know when to stop?" Zhao Zedong rubbed his temples, looking at Li Su's lifeless body, whose eyes were still wide open in shock. The elder pondered, "What shocked him so much before he died? It's as if he saw a monster. Does this disciple have a protector? Strange, but I don't sense his aura. That's unlikely…"