Too Many Undercover Agents Among Us

"That old bastard is tearing down the bridge after crossing the river! Brothers, shoulder to shoulder—let's fight him!"

An aged scholar yanked open his outer robe, revealing the sinewy muscles of his upper body, then blew out a breath that sent his beard flying wildly.

This... he probably had quite the colorful work history, with plenty of long-term experience collecting road tolls.

Looks like our circle of cultured men had no shortage of talent!

Ever since Mo Yunzi exposed the other party's sinister intentions, the Great Confucian Scholars present had instantly erupted. None of them were lone wanderers, and they had long grown accustomed to traveling the world. Who was he trying to scare with those words?

These days, sects sprang up in numbers too great to count. Many invited scholars to compile scriptures, lavished them with food and drink throughout the process, and afterward sent them home with generous gifts.

It was an unspoken understanding: cultured men were to be treated with respect.

What the master of Withered Void Mountain was doing was utterly disgusting. He actually wanted to kill to silence them—was he not afraid of being condemned by overwhelming public outrage?

"I have also compiled scriptures for Lotus Vase Mountain, Great Fearless Mountain, and Two Void Mountain. Those sects are all mighty and renowned—which one of them is not more famous than your Withered Void Mountain?"

"If you truly intend to kill us, then you had better prepare for the backlash to come!"

The old man spoke with force because he truly had something to rely on. Every sect he named was a major power known far and wide.

The master of Withered Void Mountain merely smiled in disdain. Clearly, he had set his heart on this path and would not turn back.

Others tried to intimidate