"So, this was all Qin Shousheng's doing. And you, the one in charge, knew nothing about it?"
Mr. Ge said with a smile.
Suddenly, Dong Xinchang burst into tears. "I, Dong, am incompetent. I am guilty... I failed to keep my subordinates in line, and a traitor like Qin Shousheng emerged. Before the matter came to light, that bastard schemed against me. Not only did I fall under his restriction, he even stole my Wish Power Golden Body..."
At that, Mr. Ge sprang to his feet, eyes blazing as he stared at Dong Xinchang. "So the Wish Power Golden Body was lost too?"
Dong Xinchang wept so hard he could barely speak, and nodded dejectedly.
With a clatter, the door opened. Two men stepped out from behind the curtain at the front of the hall. On the left was a long-bearded old man with a calm expression; on the right stood a middle-aged man in dark robes, his bearing extraordinary.
The moment Dong Xinchang caught sight of the dark-robed man, he froze as if struck by a spell. His eyes went blank. Then the man gave a cold snort through his nose, and Dong Xinchang thudded to his knees. "I didn't know Senior Brother had arrived! I deserve ten thousand deaths, Senior Brother! Ten thousand deaths..."
Whether from excitement or fear, Dong Xinchang's voice trembled uncontrollably.
"Senior Brother, spare me! Senior Brother, spare me..."
Dong Xinchang pressed his forehead hard against the ground and begged repeatedly.
He had never dreamed that the one who had come this time would be Senior Brother.
The Black Lotus Cult was full of powerful figures. Aside from the mysterious Cult Master and the formidable elders of the various factions, Senior Brother's abilities were the most outstanding.
In Dong Xinchang's memory, Senior Brother should have