Inside the main hall of the Heavenly Pole Sect in Shangyang State.
Yang Fengyu, clad in a white Daoist robe, stared intently at a letter that had just arrived from Crimson Cloud Mountain not long ago. His expression gradually darkened.
After a long while, Yang Fengyu slowly set down the letter and asked the Green-robed Man standing before him, "Yu Long, when did this happen? Why did you not inform me beforehand?"
As the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Pole Sect, Han Yulong hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hands in response to the Grand Elder's questioning. "Reporting to Martial Uncle, according to the news Senior Sister Li sent back, this happened last month. Senior Song had only just returned at the time and happened to run into the matter.
"Senior Sister Li thought it was merely some dispute over interests in the marketplace, so she did not specifically report it. Who could have known it would drag out so many more matters afterward?
"Martial Uncle, Junior Brother Zhou is still being held in the Law Enforcement Hall at Crimson Cloud Mountain. Should we send someone to bring him back first?"
After Han Yulong finished speaking, he cautiously glanced at Yang Fengyu again, only to find his face already cold as frost.
"Bring him back? Hmph! So now he remembers the sect when the time comes."
A dignified Golden Core Cultivator, taking advantage of his authority over the Law Enforcement Team, had actually dared to cooperate with others behind the sect's back to open shops in the marketplace—and even schemed with them to swindle and deceive people.
Now that he had been exposed face-to-face, he had thrown the sect's reputation away completely. What face did he have left to return and see me?
Send a letter to Crimson Cloud Mountain