"Martial Alliance Leader? What a joke!!!"
At one corner of Eight Treasures Villa's training grounds, the leader of three tightly wrapped, masked figures glanced at Nangong Tiexin, who was receiving the admiration of the masses onstage. After letting out an ambiguous snort of laughter, he led the other two away from the training grounds, following in the footsteps of the North Abyss Clan disciples.
After Beiming Lei led a group of people back to the Northern Courtyard Wing where the North Abyss Clan was staying, he proceeded to make one blunder after another. First, he clashed with Niu Lang, who had saved Beiming Xue. Then he even quarreled with Wentian over their departure. However, he was the young villa master after all, and under his stern orders, coupled with Beiming Xue's gentle persuasion, the North Abyss Clan still chose to bid farewell to Eight Treasures Villa and leave.
Not long after they departed, three riders chased out of Eight Treasures Villa and stayed close behind the North Abyss Clan's party. What they never expected, however, was that every move they made had already fallen under surveillance.
"Monkey Demon—the Demon Beast army of Ferocious Yama King!"
What this watcher did not know was that every move he made had also fallen into the eyes of another watcher, who had even already identified him.
Within Eight Treasures Villa, Nangong Tiexin toasted and drank with others, accepting the glory brought by his status as Martial Alliance Leader. Meanwhile, the North Abyss Clan's party had arrived at an inn in a nearby village.
Beiming Lei ordered everyone to rest for half an hour. Just as they were preparing to leave, he clashed with Wentian again. Wentian bluntly declared that he was no different from Xicheng Xiushu—both were useless, spoiled heirs. How could Beiming Lei