"Go on, there is no turning back from this matter. Just pretend that Fanyin Temple has never had this disciple." The voice of the abbot master also became older.
The death of Master Du'e and Wujiang's defection caused Fanyin Temple to suffer great losses.
Its status as the number one sect on the mainland has also been challenged by Xuanyun Sect and Huanxi Palace.
He was really under a lot of pressure and had no time to worry about Wujiang.
Wuxin had no choice but to walk out dejectedly. Outside the main hall, a panicked disciple ran in.
"Brother!"
"What's wrong?" Wu Xin asked.
"Big, big, big..." The disciple was so nervous that he was speechless for a long time and was unable to say a complete sentence.
"What's going on? Speak up!" Wu Xin scolded.
"Elder brother is back!"
Unintentionally, a gust of wind suddenly blew out of the hall, and it was the abbot master standing at the door.
The old man covered with wrinkles and covered with dark clouds hurriedly stepped forward, as if it was clearing up after the rain, with a glimmer of light.
"Wujiang is back?"
"Yes, Senior Brother is in the Main Hall at the moment!"
As soon as the disciple finished speaking, the abbot master disappeared again like a gust of wind.
Wuxin suddenly realized, "Let's go!"
Main Hall
Hundreds of disciples from Fanyin Temple surrounded Wujiang and Hua Xi. The expressions on everyone's faces were forbearing, whether they were happy or angry.
However, they are all wary.
Hua Xi looked around at these people coldly. He didn't hold a weapon, but he was ready to fight at any time.
Only Wujiang was a little confused, looking at these fellow juniors who had gotten along well with each other in the past, why were they all so strange when they met him?
"What happened to them?"
"I think something has happened, Wujiang. If they try to plant charges on you later, you must not admit it or believe it. It must be a misunderstanding!"
Hua Xi told him in advance.
Wujiang nodded, feeling very uneasy.
"Get out of the way!" A majestic voice sounded, and the disciples quickly separated a path, allowing the abbot master holding the staff to slowly walk in.
"Master Abbot." Wujiang clasped his hands together and saluted quickly.
The master abbot glanced at him, suddenly raised his staff, and without saying a word, hit him hard on the back.
Wujiang was in pain, but he didn't dare to resist. He immediately knelt down after being beaten.
"What are you doing?" Seeing that the abbot master was about to hit him a second time, Hua Xi grabbed the staff and asked coldly.
"We at Fanyin Temple punish our disciples, how can we allow an outsider like you to cause trouble?" the abbot master said equally coldly.
"Why are you beating people indiscriminately?" Hua Xi did not flinch.
"Hua Xi, this is a matter of Fanyin Temple, please don't interfere." Wujiang knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said calmly.
He was beaten by the abbot master without any complaints.
"They will wrongly accuse you!" Hua Xi said. With Wujiang's mouth, he will not defend himself. If he does not do well, many accusations will be placed on him.
"It doesn't matter, since I am a disciple of Fanyin Temple, I am willing to bear everything."
This stubborn guy!
Hua Xi bit her lip, let go of the staff, stood aside and said, "Fanyin Temple is a famous sect. We always pay attention to fairness and understanding, and we will never frame people casually!"
"Casually framed? I wonder what the donor is referring to?" The master of support looked at Hua Xi.
"Master should understand, I don't need to say more." Hua Xi glanced at everyone's faces, "Everything depends on evidence. Before asking for guilt and accountability, let's take a look at the evidence!"
