After killing all the traitors, the old man looked at Yi Lingling.
He frowned.
He did not sense any experts nearby.
Was the other party proficient in concealment techniques?
However, if that expert was stronger than him, he was not afraid. After all, he was accompanied by the three pavilion guardians, who were waiting to take action.
"Little girl, ask the expert behind you to show himself."
The old man stared at Yi Lingling coldly.
Yi Lingling's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
She then turned to look in a certain direction and said, "Since you've come, why hide, pavilion guardians?"
Despite their numerical advantage, Yi Lingling was indifferent. The strength and cultivation techniques these so-called experts possessed was insignificant compared to what her master had taught her.
Hearing Yi Lingling's words, the head steward was shocked.
Could it be that she had achieved all of this with her own strength?