"Wait!"
Zhang Yang suddenly spoke up, calling back the furious Qiong Kou.
Although Tang Kun immediately cast him an displeased look, he still said loudly, "I think Qiong Kou did nothing wrong here. More importantly, even if we don't trust Qiong Kou, we should at least trust a spirit cultivator's intuition! Old Wang, what do you think?"
"Huh? Uh, were you calling me? I don't think I heard anything. Why don't you repeat yourselves a few times?" Old Wang, who had been sitting there as calm as an old deity, seemed to have just woken up. His face was blank with confusion.
"Zhang Yang, stop stirring up trouble. I hope you understand how serious this is!"
Tang Kun spoke in a deep voice. If Qiong Kou's role in the team accounted for only one-tenth, then Zhang Yang's role could undoubtedly account for one-fifth. Tang Kun had no choice but to take him seriously.
"I'm not joking. I'm being perfectly serious." Zhang Yang smiled brightly.
"What's your reason? Zhang Yang, if you want to vouch for Qiong Kou, you need to give us a reason that can convince us."
Li Weisi stepped forward again to ease the tension.
"It's simple. Aside from trusting Qiong Kou's character, I also recognize this man. If I remember correctly, his name should be Qin Ge."
Zhang Yang's words astonished everyone present. Qiong Kou in particular stared over in surprise.
"Zhang Yang, this is far too much of a coincidence. Do you really think we'll believe you?"
Tang Kun's expression had already turned thoroughly displeased.
"Whether you believe me is up to you. But I do recognize him. What, do you want to fight? After all, I'm neither your subordinate nor your slave."
Zhang Yang gave a sly laugh. He was thoroughly sick of playing the