Ling Xiao Peak, Law Enforcement Hall.
He Zhengming looked speechlessly at Zhao Shun, who was chattering incessantly.
Usually, everything was uneventful.
Today, it was his turn to be on duty.
As a result, he encountered Zhao Shun accusing Shen Xuan of harming fellow disciples and deliberately sabotaging alchemy—two major accusations.
Within the Cyan Cloud Sect's more than thirty thousand disciples.
Many disputes occur daily.
But few actually escalate to the headquarters of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Like Zhao Shun's complaint.
He and Shen Xuan had completely fallen out, forming a deep enmity.
A while ago, because of Shen Xuan's help, the Cyan Yang Prefecture was overwhelmingly victorious in the war between righteousness and demons.
He smoothly completed his training, returned to the sect ahead of time, and prepared for condensing the Inner Core.
By coincidence.
It was his turn to be on duty.
He found himself encountering such a melodramatic event.
