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Zhou Bufan and the others, while not as visibly shaken, slowly set down their teacups, their expressions indifferent as they looked at Fang Chen.
The beggar Daoist suppressed his shock and leaned toward Wu Weizi, speaking softly. "Daoist Wu, about earlier misunderstandings… Please don’t take it to heart."
Wu Weizi’s lips curled into a faint sneer as he glanced at the beggar Daoist without a word.
The beggar Daoist’s heart sank, and he began pondering how to pacify the Purple Sun Dao Sect.
Suddenly, as if struck by inspiration, he raised his teacup and hurled it toward Fang Chen. Rising to his feet with an air of righteous indignation, he declared, "Foul heretic! How dare you humiliate your fellow Daoists! Today, I’ll stand against you to the bitter end!"
The teacup shattered at Fang Chen’s feet, spilling its dark yellow tea. However, the liquid was blocked by the protective spiritual energy surrounding Fang Chen.
Wu Weizi glanced at the beggar Daoist, his anger dissipating somewhat. In a detached tone, he said,...
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