Sword Sect, at the foot of Mount Danxia.
Having suffered a harsh caning at Red Dust Peak, Mo Youqian and his companions wore aggrieved expressions. Yet, they could only grit their teeth and swallow the pain.
Damn it, they could twist the truth, but they shouldn't have twisted it to such an extent! But in the heat of the moment, who cared about logic? They even blurted out something as far-fetched as Elder Su slaying a Dao Integration Great Demon with a single sword stroke at the base of Unrepentant Cliff. If they didn't take the beating, who would?
What's more, they didn't know who spread the word... Now, whenever they casually bumped into someone, that person would approach them with a serious expression and invariably ask:
"Where on earth did you go? How did you just disappear all of a sudden?"
"Did Elder Su really slay a Dao Integration Beast with a single sword stroke at Unrepentant Cliff?"
"Did Elder Su really create that newspaper?"
"..."
