novelzi Chapter 98 Missing items
Chapter 98 Missing items
"Vice Sect Master, please calm down!" One of the elders shouted urgently, stepping forward with the others. "He is only a junior, and the Sect Master favors him. Please, let your disputes be bygones."
The seven elders rushed to block the vice sect master's overwhelming aura, their bodies braced against the pressure. They feared the vice sect master would lose himself in his rage and not only harm Wen Ran but also endanger Luo Feng. That could not be allowed. The sect master's orders had been clear—protect Wen Ran and Luo Feng with their lives, no matter the cost. Though the elders didn't fully understand the Sect Master's decisions, they trusted his judgment more than they trusted even their own blood.
"Don't stop me!" The vice sect master's voice roared like thunder, booming with fury. "I'll make sure to end that little bastard before the Sect Master exits his seclusion. Can't you see? He's brought nothing but trouble to the sect! Next, he might even bring about the downfall of the sect!" His words were so forceful that it felt as though the world itself would bend to his will, as if his anger could destroy anything in its path.
But the seven elders were not pushovers. They stood their ground, their expressions resolute. Each of them had sworn an oath to protect the sect, and their loyalty to the Sect Master was unshakable. Though they might not fully agree with his decision, they would never allow someone—especially someone as volatile as the vice sect master—to wreak havoc in the sect. The tension in the air was palpable, the weight of the conflict hanging like a sword above them.
The struggle between the vice sect master and the elders stretched on for what felt like an eternity, the tension thick in the air. But in the end, the vice sect master had no choice but to submit to the combined will of the others. Reluctantly, he had to accept that Wen Ran would be entering, though his anger simmered just below the surface.
One of the seven elders, a middle-aged woman with an air of quiet strength, moved swiftly to the main entrance to greet Wen Ran and Luo Feng. Luo Feng's hair was disheveled from the sudden outburst, his usually composed demeanor slightly shaken, but Wen Ran's attention was drawn to the woman's commanding presence.
"Juniors, please, forgive him for treating you unfairly," she said, her voice calm yet filled with an undeniable authority. "The Vice Sect Master has had a difficult week and is currently unable to see you. But we will attend to your needs, whatever they may be."
Wen Ran looked up, catching the shift in her tone. She hesitated just a second before continuing, her smile still intact, though now it carried a weight of caution. "Be careful out there. It pains me to say this, but some people in the sect are slightly jealous of you, and you are never truly safe. I hope that doesn't scare you off."
Her warning was spoken with sincerity, but it was her laugh that caught Wen Ran's attention. It was the most warm and beautiful laugh he had ever heard, full of genuine amusement and kindness. It was almost as if the very sound of it could melt any fear he might have had.
"This junior does not dare to accept such praise, and I understand well," Wen Ran replied, his voice smooth as silk. "I am always watching my back, and with such a powerful, young, and beautiful big sister watching over me, I am not afraid to even challenge the heavens."
Luo Feng shot Wen Ran a weird look, clearly surprised by the unexpected compliment and the way Wen Ran had expertly turned the conversation to his advantage. He hadn't expected his friend to be so cunning with his words, and for a moment, it threw him off balance.
The woman let out another laugh, her voice filled with warmth. "You are a clever one, Junior Wen Ran. It's good to know you're not easily frightened."
Soon, the three of them arrived at a small room. The air inside was heavy with the weight of forgotten treasures. In the corner sat a pile of confiscated items, including one familiar pouch. Without wasting a second, Wen Ran rushed over, not giving the other two time to process what was happening. He grabbed the pouch, his heart thundering in his chest, and tore it open. His fingers rifled through the contents with urgency, but as he searched, a deep sense of dread slowly crept into his mind.
Not there... he thought, his heart sinking. The pouch was empty of what he had hoped to find.@@@@