"So what? When people look at you, they think highly of you, but you kill people without even saying a word. Doesn't this ruin the reputation of Xiaoyao Sect?"
The young man said calmly with a cold face.
"Senior Brother Gao, kill him first."
The female disciple immediately said angrily.
Although the young man's face was fair and the fat and wretched Tian Xingjian was easy to see, when the female disciple saw his face, she felt jealous in her heart and couldn't help but get angry.
However, Senior Brother Gao did not point his sword at the young man like before.
On the contrary, he looked a little ugly and actually put the long sword back into its scabbard, then cupped his hand and said: "See you, young master."
Not only him, but also several Xiaoyao Sect disciples also recognized the young man's identity, quickly put away their weapons and saluted the young man.
The female disciple's eyes widened in shock, and she lost her voice: "You, are you the young master?"
"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you say hello to the young master quickly?"
Senior Brother Gao tugged on the female disciple's sleeve and whispered.
"See, see Young Master. I didn't know Young Master's identity before, so I said something rude. Please forgive me, Young Master."
The female disciple knelt on the ground with a bang and said with a cry.
As the lowest-level disciple who had just entered Xiaoyao Sect not long ago, she knew what would happen if she offended the sect's young master, and even expelling the sect would be considered a light punishment.
The young master put his hands behind his back and stood up and said: "Forget it this time, in the future you must not make unreasonable troubles like today and ruin the reputation of the sect, otherwise I will definitely not let you off lightly!"
After the young master finished speaking, he waved his hand.
"Yes, thank you young master! Thank you young master!"
The female disciple kowtowed to the young master repeatedly, and then hurriedly left the teahouse with several Xiaoyao Sect disciples.
"Brother Gao, Brother Chen, please come this way!"
After sending away several low-level disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, the young master pointed to the private room upstairs in the teahouse.
Tian Xingjian and Chen Yang looked at each other, nodded, and followed the young master upstairs.
As soon as they entered the box, the young master took out two storage bags and handed them to Chen Yang and Tian Xingjian.
"What is this?"
Chen Yang asked, looking at the storage bag in his hand doubtfully.
"It's the reward for helping me in the ruins last time."
The young master spoke slowly, picked up the tea on the table and drank it.
It turned out that the young master had been drinking tea upstairs before and heard a dispute happening downstairs, so he went downstairs to take a look and happened to see an acquaintance.
Originally, when he went out this time, he was going to find Tian Xingjian, but he didn't expect to meet the two of them in a small town.
Tian Xingjian was overjoyed. He couldn't wait to open the storage bag and take a look. Then he raised his hands towards the young master and said, "Thank you young master for the reward!"
Seeing how excited he was, Chen Yang also curiously flipped through the storage bag. The spiritual stone pills inside really shocked Chen Yang. There were at least 100,000 spiritual stones, dozens of bottles of pills, and some refining pills inside.
The consumables are all top quality.
"Young Master, I am just traveling with you. I am really unworthy of such a large reward. You should take it back."
Chen Yang was shocked. This was the first time he saw so many spiritual stones, and he was a little embarrassed to accept them for a while.
The young master waved his hand and said: "How can I, the young master of Xiaoyao Clan, take back what I gave you? You deserve these rewards. Don't worry about it. I still have something to do. I will ask you for help as soon as possible."
Just pay part of the reward."
"What else?"
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. Although the other party was generous, if it was too dangerous, then he would need to consider whether to agree to it. After all, if you have money, you must have a life to spend it.
The young master looked solemn and said: "Old Mo is missing. I need you to help me find him."