After leaving the Reward Palace, the burly middle-aged man and the handsome young man headed straight for the island's outskirts. Both were seething with indignation, and they flew at breakneck speed.
They soon left Shang Gong Island and reached the vast sea. The handsome young man cursed bitterly, then snarled, "I won't be a man if I don't avenge this. What's the point of cultivating immortality or seeking the Dao otherwise..."
The burly middle-aged man produced a Boundary Barrier Pearl and said coldly, "At a time like this, Junior Brother Fan, why waste your breath on such useless talk? If we don't avenge this, what kind of men would we be? We might even plant the seeds of inner demons."
The handsome young man said, "Senior Brother Cao is right. That scoundrel must die. He thinks getting his hands on some evidence gives him a hold over us. I'll show him what it means to die, body and soul, until he vanishes like clouds and smoke."
The burly middle-aged man said, "That goes without saying. But we mustn't underestimate him. If we're going to vent this anger, we need a foolproof plan."
The handsome young man said, "That's easy. We just keep a close eye on him. Once he leaves the island, we follow and ambush him. With our abilities, could a mere trial disciple really stir up a storm?"
The burly middle-aged man nodded. "We've been talking all this time, but we still don't know the fellow's name."
As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man froze. The burly middle-aged man called out to him several times before he finally came to, staring blankly as he said, "Liu Zhenlin... Brother Wang... Could this person be Wang Qianqiu, the foremost among the trial disciples?"
The burly middle-aged man's