Who else could that familiar scolding voice belong to but Yan Yuqing?
Four yamen runners stood before her, heads lowered as they were berated like dogs, their faces flushed crimson with shame, wishing they could crawl into a hole.
"What happened, Brother Ma?"
Zhang Lingshan moved over beside Ma Hong, who had arrived ahead of him, and asked.
Ma Hong said, "They saw a white shadow and got so scared they blew their whistles. Little did they know that white shadow was only a tiny Evil Spirit. Lord Yan's blood and qi rushed at it and scattered it on the spot. Not only did Lord Yan make the trip for nothing, their whistle also tipped off Dan Xiong. If she doesn't curse them, who should she curse?"
"So that's what happened."
Zhang Lingshan secretly felt a pang of regret.
This place should have been a gray-level Land of Turbidity, but it had ended up being dispersed by Yan Yuqing's surging blood and qi. He had lost at least a hundred energy points for nothing. What a damn scam.
One had to know that it had only just gotten dark not long ago.
Just like that, several hundred energy points had vanished for nothing. If this kind of ridiculous mistake happened a few more times, the remaining Lands of Turbidity would probably be destroyed too.
Thinking of this, Zhang Lingshan felt so heartbroken he could die. He no longer hesitated and immediately said, "Brother Ma, I'll hand Liu Feng and the other two over to you. Moving with them is rather inconvenient. I'll act alone."
"Huh?"
Ma Hong, Liu Feng, and the others were all stunned.
"Mountain Head, you want to act alone? Isn't that too dangerous?"
"That's right, Mountain Head. We have a joint attack technique, so at least we