Ye Lingyue looked coldly at Elder Xue, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes.
Seeing Elder Xue's arrogant demeanor, Huang Jun clenched his fists, wishing he could pound Elder Xue's disgusting face with them.
He took a big step forward, ready to confront Elder Xue, but was pulled back by Ye Lingyue.
"Don't be impulsive, the outer sect isn't worth fighting to the death over. Here, Elder Xue reigns supreme; fighting him will only bring trouble." Ye Lingyue whispered in Huang Jun's ear, forcibly holding back the lion-like enraged Huang Jun.
"Trash will always be trash."
Elder Xue sneered condescendingly, arrogantly walking past the crowd.
The disciples of both the inner and outer sect looked down, watching Ye Lingyue and Huang Jun leave the line.
"Are we just going to let this go? Ling Yue, have you forgotten what you originally said?" Huang Jun angrily shook off Ye Lingyue's hand, as if he hardly recognized her.
