The other two elders were sneering endlessly.
Ouyang glared at Wang Lin, sinisterly smiled and said, “Boy, get out of here. I won’t bother with you.”
As an elder in the Heng Yue Sect, Huang Long flew up along with the shine of the sword then it dissipated around Wang Lin. Huang Long said clearly, “Isn’t your Xuan Dao Sect a bit too stingy? It’s just some centipede poison, and it’s not like we want the life of the centipede!”