This serious attitude made Yao Ping'an even happier.
Although it's not easy to make up lies, for an old fox like him, it's not a problem at all.
Finally, Fang Che left with a heavy expression.
Watching Fang Che's departing figure, Yao Ping'an also had a heavy look, as if worrying about the nation and the people.
But in his heart, he was laughing excitedly.
Yin Shen Palace, your super sub branch, your hope to upgrade the sect, is now already reduced to ashes!
I'm done for, and you still want to be okay?
Hahahaha...
...
Fang Che was walking in the night wind.
His heart was as anxious as a boiling pot, constantly thinking.
Who exactly is this Yao Ping'an?
He must be from Wei Wo Zheng Sect! Moreover, this must be an internal conflict within Wei Wo Zheng Sect!
This matter must be resolved quickly, but... should it be handed over to the Guardian to resolve, or to Yin Shen Palace?
After thinking for a long time.
He decided to notify both sides.
