Chapter 1464 - 1463 Ghost King San Yan
The Second Elder led the members of the Medicine Sect back in defeat. Once they returned to their quarters, everyone slumped despondently into their chairs.
Wang Ding was also brought back. He now stood in the center of the hall, his face deathly pale and trembling so hard that he could barely remain upright.
He had no idea what the Second Elder would do to him, but one thing was certain—after causing such a calamity, he could forget about living peacefully. In fact, he had lost even the thought of kneeling and begging for mercy; he knew his master’s temperament and methods all too well. Begging would be absolutely futile now.
No one could tell how much time had passed when the Second Elder finally raised his head. The moment his gaze swept across Wang Ding, Wang Ding dropped to his knees with a loud "thud."
He didn’t kneel to plead; his legs simply buckled out of sheer terror.
The crowd in the room turned to look at him simultaneously, their faces burning with incandescent rage.
Before the Second Elder could even speak, a man stood up and suddenly kicked Wang Ding in the back.
Wang Ding toppled forward onto the floor. The man stepped on his head and shouted angrily, "Second Brother, what are you planning to do with this disciple of yours? Let me make myself clear first—this entire mess is his fault. He even went so far as to kill one of our own people from the Medicine Sect! If you try to protect him any further, I’ll be the first one to object!"
The others clamored in unison, all agitated and demanding that the Second Elder deal with Wang Ding severely.
The Second Elder cast a glance over the crowd, his eyes finally settling on Wang Ding. His tone turned frosty, "Of course I’ll deal with him!"
"Master..." Wang Ding’s voice quivered as he tried to muster the courage to plead.