Upon hearing Wu Er speak, Yan Zheng opened his mouth to reply, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by a steward beside him.

The steward said, "What do you, a mere disciple, know? Even if I explained the reason to you, you wouldn't understand. Do you think Elder Yan is wrong? Do you think you're some kind of immortal? You have no manners!"

Um... He insulted the sect leader for being impolite? This guy's future is bleak.

Wu Er and Yan Zheng's lips twitched simultaneously.

At the same time, Wo Ningyan on the referee's stand also heard it and was about to stand up and kill someone again, which made Xiao Mingmu use many top-grade magic weapons to barely hold her down.

He comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, junior sister, I'll appoint that steward as the head of the Chamber Pot Hall and have him empty the chamber pots every day!"

Hmm... Pengshan Sect has gained another strange position.

Let's turn our attention back to Wu Er.

Upon hearing the words of the steward beside him, Yan Zheng's beard trembled three times. Then, with a slight use of magic, he slapped the steward away, sending him flying far away and crashing into some mountain.

He added, "How can you speak like that? Don't you know you should speak gently to your disciples?"

This action caused everyone except Wu Er to gape and turn their gazes toward Yan Zheng.

He just flew away after mentioning a disciple?

At this moment, everyone felt uneasy.

"Cough cough..."

Yan Zheng withdrew his hand from the man's hand, stroked his beard, coughed twice, and said, "In this contest, the disciple with the knife lost."

Yan Zheng repeated these words again.

Wu Er shook his head and said, "But this is against the rules of the sect, and we need to explain why."

This time, no one jumped out to say anything impolite.

Yan Zheng was also worried. How would he know the reason? It was to stop Wu Er from fighting with others, otherwise Wo Ningyan would definitely tear this place down!

After thinking it over and over, Yan Zheng glanced at the high-ranking members of the sect who had followed him, and suddenly an idea struck him.

He turned to the high-ranking members of the Pengshan Sect beside him and said, "The eyes of the masses are discerning. Tell me, where did this disciple lose?"