The man who spoke wore the armor of the Anning Army. It was Fei Zhan.
As he had said, when Zhang Lingshan and Qi Shuyan ascended together, Yi Chen had opened a back door for them, but they had not found Yi Fengliu. It was Fei Zhan, who claimed to be Yi Fengliu's friend, who had received them.
However, this fellow had not helped for free. He had taken benefits, and quite a lot of them.
Since it had been an exchange of benefits, their connection had naturally been settled on the spot. Zhang Lingshan owed him nothing.
So Zhang Lingshan acted as if he had not heard him and did not even glance his way.
Disappointment welled in Fei Zhan's heart, and he hurriedly gave Yi Fengliu beside him a meaningful look.
Yi Fengliu called out, "Artifact Refiner Zhang, I'm Yi Chen's clansman. For my cousin's sake, can you let the two of us go?"
"Your cousin asked you to look after me. Is this how you looked after me?" This time, Zhang Lingshan did not pretend not to hear. Instead, he gave a cold laugh.
Yi Fengliu's expression stiffened. "I... I'm of low status and little influence, truly..."
He was at least a junior general, and his strength was not low. How could he possibly be of low status and little influence? Wasn't it simply that he had never taken it to heart and so had not bothered to interfere at all?
By the end, even Yi Fengliu himself could not keep talking, unless he meant to treat Zhang Lingshan as a fool and deceive him.
But everyone who had tried to deceive Zhang Lingshan had died miserably. Yi Fengliu did not dare keep spouting nonsense, afraid that he too would follow in Lu Zhaohe's footsteps.
And so.