“Qian Duoduo and the others unauthorizedly posted advertisements all over Nose Peak for personal gain, yet defiled the Sect's buildings. This happened, right?”
Zhao Yanran suddenly asked.
“Posting advertisements, that’s true. But their intention was to provide high-quality and affordable Magic Treasures to the Disciples of this peak. If you say he sought personal gain, then I have to ask the Disciples present if they ever bought expensive or low-quality Magic Treasures.”
Zeng Zifang loudly asked the Disciples below, “Did you?”
The Disciples on the field answered in unison, “No.”
“Spending less money to buy better Magic Treasures. This Credit is not small. Those advertisements posted will be washed away by the rain and wind after a while. This small mistake can be offset by the merit just now.”
Zeng Zifang said, and she herself started laughing.
She was laughing because she had won another round against Zhao Yanran.
“Even if we take ten thousand steps back, he still can’t knock out a Protector of the Sect Law Enforcement Division!”
Zhao Yanran didn’t say Qian Duoduo was insubordinate this time.
“That depends on why he struck.” Zeng Zifang met needle with needle.
“As a Protector, one should respect oneself, know, abide by, and protect the law, and not arbitrarily bully lower-level Disciples.”
“Knowing the law and breaking it is a double crime! Faced with lawless acts, one should act to protect one’s own safety.”
“A Foundation Establishment Protector bullying a lower-level Qi Condensation Disciple and getting knocked out in return. When I say this, I feel my face flush. This Protector’s cultivation is truly Heaven-Defying!”
Zeng Zifang sighed with a smile.
Elder Ma and those Black-Robed Guardians turned pale.
The hundreds of Disciples below wanted to laugh but dared not, their cheeks twitching from holding it in.
Zhao Yanran gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing.
“You say the spirit commerce certificate is fake? If you don’t recognize it, you can consult your superiors, consult the Peak Master, consult the Sect Leader.”
“Who gave you the audacity to judge something you don’t recognize? Don’t forget, no matter how good our Ba Ling Sect is, it’s only a Sect of the Lower Road. We must also listen to the rules set by the Middle Road and Upper Road.”
Zeng Zifang glanced sideways at Zhao Yanran, “No matter how aloof you pretend to be, you can’t pretend your way to the Upper Road.”
“You interrupted me, and I almost forgot what happened just now.”
“Elder Ma, you come with me to see the Sect Leader and see who gave you such guts to dare to imprison five or six hundred Disciples of my Nose Peak. I think you want to rebel and deliberately suppress my Nose Peak.”
“Hmph, and there are even people colluding from inside, turning their elbows out.”
With a tug of her hand, Elder Ma lost his balance in the air.
“We were wrong, Grand Elder! It was our shallow knowledge just now, not recognizing the spirit commerce certificate, that caused these misunderstandings!”
Elder Ma, seeing Zhao Yanran no longer speaking, resolutely bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
“Wrong? Is being wrong enough? Who kicked Qian Duoduo’s face, a Disciple of my Nose Peak, dozens of times just now! Kicking to kill! If not for Duoduo’s thick skin, he would have been kicked to death by you!”
The hundreds of Disciples below burst into laughter.
They saw clearly that the Black-Robed Guardian had used lethal force just now.
If it were any of them, they would have been kicked to death with one kick.
“How about letting Qian Duoduo of my peak kick them back, kick by kick?”
Zeng Zifang would not let it go so easily.
How could Elder Ma agree? That Black-Robed Guardian couldn’t even win a direct fight; if Qian Duoduo kicked him, wouldn’t he be kicked to death!
“Who was it just now, staring with wide eyes, saying the spirit commerce certificate was fake?”
Zeng Zifang took a step closer to Elder Ma.
All the Disciples now understood that Elder Ma and the others were called by Zhao Yanran to suppress Qian Duoduo and ruin the Appraisal Fair.
Unexpectedly, Zeng Zifang was prepared, which put Elder Ma and the others in a difficult position.
“Gathering to betray the Sect? Tsk tsk tsk, this crime is punishable by death! To pin it on over five hundred Disciples, it’s pinned on over five hundred Disciples.”
“You want the Ba Ling Sect to kill all these elites of the Sect so that enemy Sects can laugh heartily, right? What a beautiful scheme!”
Every word from Zeng Zifang was like a heart-piercing poisoned arrow, making cold sweat roll down Elder Ma’s head.
The Black-Robed Disciple on the stage who kicked Qian Duoduo’s face was already limp, collapsing on the stage.
He was afraid of the final outcome, truly letting Qian Duoduo kick him dozens of times.
Forget dozens of kicks, one kick could suffocate him!