Just as Zhang Chen was pondering, a gentle voice sounded: "Junior brother, be cautious in your words! You must understand the principle that disasters come from the mouth. This matter was decided by Uncle-Master Gu Mingyue, and our master did not object, which clearly means he has tacitly approved it."
Zhang Chen thought for a moment and knew that the master he referred to was Wu Changming.
"The incense faith in the Northern Land was prepared by our master to break through the tenth stage, and the rest is enough for us brothers to achieve Divine Enthronement. Now that old scoundrel Gu Mingyue has taken the rewards, and master hasn't even made a noise, becoming like a turtle hiding its head, it's truly disappointing! If this continues, the hearts of all the disciples might scatter, and who would dare to work for master in the future?" That rough voice was filled with dissatisfaction:
