Master Yuan Zheng immediately knew someone was playing him and hurriedly switched to another scene.
The next few scenes made him nearly collapse—a few disciples from the Thousand Sun Sect were weeping on the ground as they handed out checks, attempting to buy their life. The people from the Spirit Bind Sect, on the other hand, stared at them with perplexed expressions. They clearly just said there was no way that they would let them go.
But the people from the Thousand Sun Sect only wanted them to put an end to their misery by paying them. They were afraid of pain...
"This generation of disciples… This generation of disciples…" Master Yuan Zheng's white beard flailed around in anner. He stared at the rest of the elders and the palace master in a very unfriendly manner.