However, Tang Ya knew Tang Lan well. After smiling softly, she took the initiative to explain, "Those Lone Soul Masters over there are all very young. I guess he has taken a liking to their talent."
"They managed to break through to Soul King without relying on any major faction. Especially that young man leading them—he is bound to achieve something in the future."
Only then did Chen Yue come to a sudden realization.
She finally understood and reacted. After all, Tang Lan was still the Tang Sect Leader.
Soon afterward, they heard a series of miserable screams from the northern side of the hillside, but the sounds lasted only a few breaths before vanishing completely.
Before long, Cao Ran arrived before Tang Lan and the others with his four companions.
"Thank you, my lords, for saving us!"
Cao Ran and his three friends clasped their fists toward Tang Lan's group and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.
"Have you taken care of everything?"
Tang Lan glanced at Cao Ran and asked.
"It has been taken care of, but I let the man with the scar on his face go."
Cao Ran's voice was calm.
"Oh? Why did you do that?"
Tang Lan was somewhat surprised. This did not seem to have been within his expectations.
Cao Ran said, "In a one-on-one fight, even if his rank is higher than mine, I am confident I could kill him within a hundred moves."
"This time, he had the advantage in numbers. Next time, I will kill him with my own hands."
"I'll let him know that Lone Soul Masters are not so easily bullied."
"Of course, before I left, I cut off two of his fingers."
As Cao Ran spoke, he tossed the cloth bag in his hand onto the ground.