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The sacred grounds of Buddha Sect were steeped in sorrow and anguish.

Ting Chan had died.

No one had expected such a tragedy.

Elder Ting Feng conducted the funeral while the other elders observed the ceremony with sorrow in their eyes.

The disciples were weeping openly as they kneeled before Ting Chan's altar, their heads low as they chanted scriptures for their former chief.

His death was a great loss to Buddha Sect.

"Who is it?"

There was an unexpected commotion at the gates. Elder Ting Feng looked up and frowned slightly. After instructing the other elders to take charge of the ceremony, he marched briskly towards the gates.

A dozen disciples had gathered at the gates with staffs and had surrounded Jiang Ning, Liu Heng and Liu Zong.

"They're from Qingshan Sect. Are you Jiang Ning? You murderer!"

"I can't believe the nerve you have, turning up at our doorsteps after you've killed our chief. Let's kill him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

The disciples were overcome with rage.

The fires of fury that were alit within them could burn Jiang Ning alive.

Jiang Ning simply stood there with no expression on his face. He didn't seem to be fazed by their threats.

my respects to Master Ting," he said mildly. "Shouldn't you at least let me do that

"You're not worthy!"

this talking is just

charged at

Murderer!

who had killed Ting Chan. Who

learned Buddha Sect's Vajra Fist and he had used the Vajra

to kill him to avenge Ting

paled. It had been

and was staring at Jiang Ning.

Trying to fight him

had come to the conclusion that Jiang Ning wasn't the murderer some time ago. He had inspected Ting Chan's wounds and

froze

you just say that he's not

right. It's someone else. He's here to pay his respects to Master Ting. Let him

eyes that followed Jiang Ning fixedly as he walked past them

right up

way, please," said the

into the courtyard, down the corridor and

Jiang Ning as he walked down the hall. They were all staring at him with looks filled with intense and unfathomable emotion. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

did not pay them

the crowd

the

incense sticks, lit

up to the

that you rest in peace." He turned and extended a slight bow towards

Feng and his fellow

Ning placed the incense stick in the incense burner, then walked to the side of

pay his respects to Ting Chan all along.