The Deputy Saint Masters and Masters at the front were taken aback.
Wasn't that disciple in secluded meditation for insight?
Why had he come out?
The disciple puffed out his chest, facing forward, and said loudly, "Greetings, Deputy Saint Masters, and Masters. On behalf of 329 Monington disciples, I seek your guidance. We wish to understand the punishment he should face for killing Marc..."
The expressions of the Deputy Saint Masters and Masters turned bitter.
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