'Knock, knock, knock'
After three knocks, Jin Qiuyue pushed open the door, walked into the room, and lowered her head towards the old man sitting behind the burning incense:
"Ancestral Master."
After speaking, she didn't look at her master or the two senior uncles standing by, and sat down by herself.
Yuan Feidao slowly opened his eyes and casually asked:
"Where are your other junior brothers and sisters?"
Jin Qiuyue calmly replied:
"Just finished eliminating them."
Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi's eyelids twitched.
"Oh."
Yuan Feidao didn't seem to react much, nodded blandly, glanced at the three disciples, and said:
"Oldest, are all your disciples dead?"
Chen Qiusheng's face twitched, and he spoke in a low voice:
"They were ambushed and killed yesterday."
"Hmm, and third one, what about your little disciple?"
Hong Tianbao hesitated for a moment and said:
"He should be on his way, probably arriving soon."
"Then let's wait a bit."
