Xue Fanxin ignored them. "Heiyue, what's going on? Do you have a grudge against those people? Are Little Jiu's injuries related to them?"
"Your Highness, Little Jiu's injuries were indeed caused by them. They are disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, and half of them are water cultivators. Many people here ask them for water to drink. Ten days ago, when we were doing the same, we had a conflict with them, and a fight broke out."
"What happened after that? With your ability, the other party can't take advantage of you, right?" Xue Fanxin could roughly guess what had happened.
There were so many people here who needed help from the Heavenly Spirit Sect. With a word from them, most of them would be happy to lend a hand.
It seemed like Heiyue and the others had been beaten up by a group.
