Chapter 647: Sowing Discord

On a pitch-black night, the warriors of the Green Cloud Sect had brought back the ransomed individuals. The looks on the faces within the Green Cloud Sect's grand hall were terrifying, and the atmosphere was oppressively tense. "Bastards, bastards!" Samson Vinaul's eyes were bloodshot, and his roars made the hall tremble with a rumbling echo. "If it's not the Sturdy Sun Sect, then it's the Venturer Sanctity Sect," scoffed the elder who had gone to negotiate the ransom. "I lean towards the Sturdy...