"Elder, where are you going?"
Jiang Feng maneuvered the flying ship to the entrance of the main hall.
"You have the nerve to ask, you coward!"
A disciple of the Divine Sect mocked.
"Silence."
Elder Fa Zheng glared at that disciple.
"Junior Brother, don't misunderstand him. Fellow Daoist Jiang has already prepared to cooperate with the Elder."
Wu Qiyang jeered.
"I was just having an urgent call of nature, sorry."
Jiang Feng explained.
"Please, Daoist."
Fa Zheng extended his hand again.
Of course, he didn't believe that Jiang Feng's earlier escape was due to an urgent call of nature, nor did he trust that Jiang Feng dared to come back at this moment without some reliance.
But no matter what, he was still a Golden Core Cultivator.
Additionally, as a Third-Grade Talisman Master, his soul power couldn't be weaker than Jiang Feng's.
