Chapter 799: Famous, each performing their duties

"Oh, who is it?" Zhang Wuji asked with interest.

Gao Zecheng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "The Mo Sect."

"What?"

Zhang Wuji was extremely shocked.

The Mo Sect could be said to be famous in the Wu Lin.

No one wanted to be an enemy of the Mo Sect.

Gao Zecheng saw Zhang Wuji's surprised expression and continued, "Our Kunlun Sect and the Mo Sect have never gotten along. Back then, the leader of the Kunlun Sect competed with the leader of the Mo Sect and lost. Therefore, a grudge was formed between our Kunlun Sect and the Mo Sect. For decades, the two sides have been at odds."

After a long silence, Zhang Wuji finally agreed.

Gao Zecheng was overjoyed upon hearing this and bowed in thanks. He also knew Zhang Wuji's temper was strange, but since he had agreed, he would certainly keep his word.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang," Gao Zecheng said, then looked at his injured shoulder and frowned, "Young Master Zhang, I am injured and not suitable for action. I hope you can help me send me back to the inn for treatment."

"Hmm," Zhang Wuji replied, then took Gao Zecheng toward the inn where he was staying.

When Zhang Wuji and Gao Zecheng returned to the inn, the Kunlun Sect members had already woken up.

"Senior Brother Gao, this disciple is guilty for letting you get injured." Seeing Zhang Wuji supporting Gao Zecheng, a Kunlun Sect disciple hurriedly knelt down.

Gao Zecheng waved his hand, indicating he was fine, and said, "It's okay, you all get up. Don't be so impulsive in the future."

"Yes!"

After Zhang Wuji placed Gao Zecheng on a chair to sit down, he said, "Young Master Gao, please keep what happened just now a secret."

Gao Zecheng nodded and said solemnly, "Young Master Zhang, rest assured, I understand. We will not say a word about today's events."

Although Gao Zecheng also felt that the Kunlun Sect and the Ming Sect were not allies, he was even clearer about one thing: the current Kunlun Sect was simply no match for the Ming Sect.

Although he appreciated Zhang Wuji, their positions were different.

Gao Zecheng said, "Young Master Zhang, I am injured and cannot act for the time being. I will trouble you for the next steps."

"No problem," Zhang Wuji nodded slightly.

He walked out of the room, looked at the Kunlun Sect disciples and others in the room, and said, "Everyone, Senior Brother Gao is injured; you are responsible for taking care of Senior Brother Gao."

"Yes!" several disciples replied in unison.

"Alright, everyone go and perform your duties," Zhang Wuji waved his hand and said.

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Zhang Wuji turned and left, returning to his room in the inn. He sat cross-legged and pondered Gao Zecheng's words.

Zhang Wuji was not a person who loved killing; he did not want to participate in Wu Lin struggles and just wanted to live his life in peace.

However, the Mo Sect was powerful. If the Mo Sect was not eliminated, it would inevitably cause chaos in the world, and Zhang Wuji would not allow such a thing to happen.

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Zhang Wuji picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and a bright smile appeared on his face. He muttered, "How could I have forgotten this?"

Zhang Wuji got up, walked out of the room, found the waiter, and said, "Waiter, can I borrow the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from your shop?"

"Of course!"

The waiter enthusiastically brought the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. After setting them up, he respectfully took his leave.

Zhang Wuji held the pen and dipped it in ink, then wrote a few lines on the paper.

He packed the letter, attached it to the pigeon's leg, and then it flew away.

Night fell. ===== CHAPTER 801 =====