Junior Uncle is too cunning.

"Why hasn't Junior Uncle returned yet?" Feng Jiu kept pacing back and forth, muttering to herself from time to time.

The room was now full of people, all members of the Lingbao Sect. They had been waiting there for half a month, hoping to see more people return.

Although everyone was exhausted, their faces were filled with sorrow, and they would occasionally hear death notices from others who had not returned.

Lu Tian's eyes were a little red. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and reached out to pull Feng Jiu down to sit. He gently comforted her, "With Junior Uncle's skills, there shouldn't be any problem. Maybe he was just delayed by something else, or maybe he went too far and might not be on his way right now."

Ge Yu, who was not far away, chuckled softly upon hearing Lu Tian's words.

Feng Jiu instantly flew into a rage, stood up abruptly, walked up to Ge Yu, and demanded angrily, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

The room fell silent, and everyone turned to look at the two of them.

Ge Yu's expression darkened upon hearing Feng Jiu's words. Although he was also annoyed that he had made such an obvious mistake, he was still surprised that a junior dared to treat him like this.

He stood up, his hands supporting his weight, and stared intently at Feng Jiu, asking, "Is this how you talk to me? Do you have no sense of hierarchy? You have no manners at all, Dao Chi. Is this how you teach your disciples to treat their elders?"

As he spoke, he turned and questioned the Daoist.

When Feng Jiu heard that Ge Yu not only didn't answer her directly, but also changed the subject to her master, Dao Chi, her anger rose to her throat, and she continued to ask loudly, "I'm asking you, why did you laugh when we said that Junior Uncle could come back?"

Dao Chi also stood up at this moment, looking calmly at Ge Yu, "What? You want to teach disciples for me? Whether I, Dao Chi, can teach disciples is none of your business. Even if I can't, there is still the Law Enforcement lineage. You don't need to worry about it. Just mind your own business."

Let's talk about my apprentice's problem now. Chen Fusheng didn't come back, what's so funny about that? And why are you laughing? I'm more interested in that.

As soon as Dao Chi said that, everyone understood instantly. How could you still laugh when someone's whereabouts are unknown? Isn't that like dancing on a grave?

Upon hearing Dao Chi's words, the already bad mood of everyone in the room was instantly ignited. Their gazes were all turned to Ge Yu, as if they had turned their grief and indignation into strength, conveying the message, "I never expected you to be this kind of person," their faces full of anger.

Upon hearing Dao Chi's words, Dao Lin and the others' expressions changed immediately. He believed that Dao Chi and Feng Jiu would not lie, and he also knew that Feng Jiu and Chen Fusheng had a deep relationship.

Dao Lin turned to look at Ge Yu. He knew this person. Although he was of the same generation as him, he was already very old and not very talented. He was only at the Celestial Immortal realm and probably didn't have many years left.

Normally, he would turn a blind eye to minor mistakes and let it pass, but Chen Fusheng's whereabouts are now unknown, and he actually dares to laugh. What? Does he wish he wouldn't come back? Or does he feel that he's too old and the Lingbao Sect can't control him anymore?

Or was it simply disdain for the sect leader's lineage? He knew that Ge Yu came from a poor family.

Ge Yu felt a little panicked. Looking at the murderous gazes of the crowd and then at the gazes of Dao Lin and Dao Ling, he knew he had to do something.

He shouted at Dao Chi, "Dao Chi, don't you dare slander me in public! I never meant that! It's all your master and disciple ganging up on me to smear me. Like master, like disciple! You are utterly despicable!"

Feng Jiu wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Dao Chi's gaze. After all, there were some things that Feng Jiu was not suitable to say in front of so many people. Although he was usually not talkative, as the disciple of the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Lingbao Sect, he was very skilled in the art of interrogating criminals.

Besides, he's not like Feng Jiu and the others; he's Ge Yu's junior, and everyone has to give way to him. As peers, Ge Yu is at the Heavenly Immortal realm, while he's a True Immortal. Not to mention, within the sect, he completely surpasses the other in terms of status, identity, and cultivation. If there weren't any conflicts of interest, Dao Chi might give him face and call him Senior Brother, but now... heh heh.

Ge Yu could only act like an elder in front of younger generations like Feng Jiu, but he couldn't do that to Dao Chi. After all, the prehistoric world was an era where might made right.

Dao Chi's face revealed a hint of mockery. "You think too highly of yourself to smear me. Besides, what exactly did you mean by that?"

Ge Yu's face flushed red as he pointed at Dao Chi, "Dao Chi, you...I...you're too arrogant, you have no respect for elders, you..."

Dao Lin's brows furrowed even more. Xuan Xian was released directly. "Alright, have you made enough of a scene? If you're not embarrassed enough, Dao Chi Feng Jiu, go back and sit down."

After Feng Jiu and the other person sat down, before Dao Lin could ask any more questions, Dao Ling spoke up. As the sect leader's eldest disciple, if Dao Lin were to press a Celestial Immortal in the sect for Chen Fusheng's sake, it would probably leave him open to gossip, so he might have to think twice.

She, Dao Ling, was not like that. In fact, she had already tolerated Ge Yu for a while, but now, seeing his behavior, she felt that she no longer needed to tolerate him. After all, Chen Fusheng was her own junior brother.

"Ge Yu, what did my junior brother do to you? Why are you so gloating? Aren't you being a bit too hasty? The sect leader's lineage isn't extinct yet!"

Decisive and efficient, she is more manly than any other woman. This is Dao Ling, the famous "Fire Second Sister" of the Lingbao Sect.

Of course, this line was also spoken by Chen Fusheng, describing his admiration for Dao Ling.

The hall was completely silent, everyone was stunned, especially the younger generation like Feng Jiu and Lu Tian, ​​who were completely taken aback by Dao Ling's words, their eyes filled with admiration, he was simply the most domineering!

Dao Lin couldn't help but cough, a bitter smile flashing in his eyes. It really was Dao Ling, that smell... cough, it hadn't changed!

Those of Dao Ling's generation didn't show much surprise at this moment; instead, their eyes held a hint of reminiscence, and they cast deep sympathy at Ge Yu!

Ge Yu was an old man, how could he not know Dao Ling's past? At this moment, he wished he could slap himself. He was just being smug, but he dug a deep hole for himself!

If he had to choose between Dao Lin and Dao Ling, he would prefer Dao Lin.

Looking at Dao Ling's gleaming, cold light, it seemed as if the next wrong word could lead to a fight. And this wasn't just a feeling; it was a fact. Just think of Dao Ling's past record...

Ge Yu stammered, "Junior Sister Dao Ling, I didn't mean that, I was... well, I..."

Chen Fusheng looked at the coastline not far away. He hadn't expected to sleep for so long. He glanced at Zhu Wuneng, who was still sleeping soundly on his shoulder, and sighed, "Truly, one is influenced by one's company!"

He immediately sensed the aura of the Lingbao Sect's gathering place and slowly walked towards the hall.

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"So quiet! Why aren't you saying anything?"

Before he even arrived, his voice preceded his arrival. Chen Fusheng's cheerful voice interrupted Ge Yu's words, and the previously quiet crowd was immediately drawn to his presence.

Dao Lin and Feng Jiu were the first to react, calling each other "Junior Brother" and "Junior Uncle".

Dao Ling also understood, but being a pragmatist, she abandoned Ge Yu and ran towards the door, with Dao Linfeng and the others following closely behind.

As soon as Chen Fusheng stepped across the threshold, Dao Ling hugged him tightly. He was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be the second time the two had hugged since he was eight years old.

Sensing Dao Ling's agitation and fear, he moved his arm and gently patted Dao Ling's back. "Alright, Senior Sister, I'm back now, aren't I? Besides," he said directly through telepathy, "Senior Brother and the others are already here. If you don't let go, I'm afraid he'll hit me."

Dao Ling, who was nestled against Chen Fusheng's chest, blushed slightly, stood up, and punched him hard in the chest. "You brat...you deserve a beating!"

Chen Fusheng clutched his chest, his face contorted in a deathly expression, and said to Dao Lin, "Senior brother, senior sister hit me!"

As everyone watched Chen Fusheng's antics, the sorrowful and murderous atmosphere in the room dissipated considerably.

Dao Lin's excitement had gradually subsided. Hearing Chen Fusheng's words, he rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Serves you right. Why don't you come in quickly? You're such a grown man, don't you feel ashamed!"

Chen Fusheng followed Dao Ling in with a grin, not minding at all. After all, most of the people in the room were older than him, and the rest were his peers. What was there to be afraid of? He had already found out. Besides, when had Chen Fusheng ever done anything without being sure of himself?

With a proud look on his face, he nodded to Feng Jiu and the others, and Feng Jiu and Lu Tian laughed together.