Xu Yi smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, your words are just what I wanted to hear. What exactly did you have in mind?"
Zhang Ji said, "Naturally, I want our newly recruited brothers to witness Brother Xu's might. Those who have never seen it for themselves may not obey every order without question."
Bai Jizi said, "That's very well said."
Xu Yi said, "Since that's the case, Brother Long and the rest of you, get ready."
Just as the gray-robed elder and the others were trembling in fear, excruciating pain erupted.
The unbearable pain ravaged their bodies and conquered their souls.
In a mere thirteen breaths, the gray-robed elder and the others felt as if they had endured eighteen kinds of torture in the Yellow Springs and hell.
At last, they understood why these mighty figures, each of whom had once lorded over their own territory, now bowed and scraped before the young man whose face always wore a faint smile.
He was a fiend—a genuine fiend.
Once their fear passed, burning resentment took its place. The gray-robed elder and the others dared not resent Xu Yi, so they directed all their hatred at Zhang Ji.
That damn toady had clearly used their suffering as a stepping-stone to curry favor with the fiend.
They were already in this wretched state, and he was still trying to climb higher. He was a born lackey.
Before long, the gray-robed elder realized he was even worse than a lackey.
Then Xu Yi said, "Brother Zhang's advice deserves a reward. The five under Brother Long will be placed under your command. You may also choose a few more people to manage."
The gray-robed elder felt as if he had plunged into an icy cellar. Qin Kong felt the world collapsing around him. Even when