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"snort........."

Daotian snorted coldly, then his mind moved, and a flying sword appeared from his body. Without any hesitation, he flashed, stepped on the flying sword, rushed into the sky, and flew away.

Seeing Daotian flying into the sky, the crowd suddenly went wild.

"What is he doing? Running away again? He just said he was giving an interview. He's still a cultivator? That's it? That's it?"

"Haha... I think this scumbag is guilty, and he's still explaining himself to everyone..."

"I told you long ago that this guy was just making it up. Some of the students who are so naive don't believe it. It's hilarious. If it were true, why would he run away? It must be fake, otherwise he wouldn't have run away out of guilt..."

"Having said that, to be honest, I really envy this guy for being able to fly around in the sky. I wish I could learn a little bit of the skills of the immortal cultivators..."

"What's the point of being envious? This guy is so selfish and kills people without blinking an eye. Do you think he can tolerate the existence of a cultivator other than himself?"

“.....................”

At this time, the members of the Dragon Group who had just arrived from the back of the crowd saw a fleeting figure in the sky and suddenly felt powerless.

They were told to find this cultivator and bring him back. Now, they've found him, but they won't even give him a chance to meet. How is this any different from not finding him at all? How can they bring him back?

Helplessly, this was a task assigned by the higher-ups, and they had to complete it.

So, they continued to chase in the direction where Daotian was flying...