Just then, Liu Erlong pushed Yu Xiaogang over in his wheelchair. Half a year ago, Zhao Zilong had turned him into a eunuch, and Yue Yao had crippled his hands and feet. Though half a year of recovery had healed most of his injuries, Yu Xiaogang could now only live out his days in a wheelchair.
"Elders."
"Master..." Tai Tan clasped his fists as he looked at the newcomer. They all felt rather sympathetic toward Yu Xiaogang's plight. He had gone to Spirit Hall, only to return as a cripple.
However, they also knew that Yu Xiaogang had gone to Spirit Hall for Tang San's sake.
Tai Tan still held considerable respect for Yu Xiaogang, mainly because he was Tang San's teacher.
Yang Wudi was not nearly as polite to Yu Xiaogang as Tai Tan was. He valued strength above all else. He had been willing to join the Tang Sect only after witnessing Tang San's strength. He had little liking for a cripple like Yu Xiaogang, who did not possess the slightest trace of Soul Power, and said coldly, "Master, what business do you have with us?"
Yu Xiaogang had lost his temper long ago. He had become a cripple, and all he wanted now was revenge—revenge against Spirit Hall.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the four of them and said seriously, "Elders, I trust you have all seen the latest announcement! The Clear Sky Sect was wiped out by a mysterious force. Who do you think could have done it...?"
"Hmph, who else could be capable of such a thing? Who besides Spirit Hall has that kind of ability?" Yang Wudi snorted coldly. He was deeply wary of Spirit Hall as well. Even the mighty Clear Sky Sect had been no match for Spirit Hall. It would have been