The Scorpion Emperor? Yuan Gang's heart sank. His jaw tightened, and he pretended not to hear.
Hua Meiru's face instantly turned icy.
Yu Cang broke out in a cold sweat, nearly calling Yuan Gang his ancestor.
Though he did not recognize the person in the air, several signs had already allowed him to guess who it was. One of the Nine Saints, Saint Lü, had personally arrived, and someone at her side had personally come to deliver a message. Yet this madman actually dared to play deaf?
Yu Cang was thoroughly frightened out of his wits, his guts nearly turning green with regret. Had he known this would happen, he would have been better off not asking this man for help. This was not someone who had come to help—he had come to harm people.
The others were even more terrified. Some felt cold sweat pouring down their backs, and all had the urge to call Yuan Gang grandpa.
With a flash, Yu Cang moved to Yuan Gang's side and tugged his arm. "Brother Yuan, the envoy is asking you a question."
Only then did Yuan Gang turn around. He was not stupid either, and feigned ignorance. "What?"
Hua Meiru raised her hand again, displaying Misty Pavilion's token for him to see.
Yuan Gang stared at the token as though he could not understand it. "What?"
Anger covered Hua Meiru's face. Yu Cang hurriedly said, "Fool! This is a Misty Pavilion token, one of the nine Command Tokens. To see the token is as if the commanding authority of Misty Pavilion has personally arrived!"
The newcomer was not Huo Kong, Misty Pavilion's newly appointed commander, yet she could produce such a token. There was no need to say more about the identity of the person in the sky.
Yuan Gang