The moment those words came out, the whole hall erupted. Someone daring to cheat at the Kun Peng Gathering—now that was a real eye-opener. Amid the uproar, whispers were also spreading the sordid story of the square-faced cultivator and the many misdeeds of the little organization he belonged to.
The white-robed cultivator frowned slightly. He was Cai Tianshou, the head of the security team for the Kun Peng Gathering's Shanhai Hall. He knew the square-faced cultivator before him, too. The man was called Hou Fangping, and he was a member of the Tu Hun Society.
The so-called Tu Hun Society was an organization formed voluntarily by the second- and third-generation descendants of senior members of the Tu Hun Alliance. They had named it the Tu Hun Society to reflect the Alliance. It was not very powerful, but its influence was astonishing.
With Cai Tianshou's experience, he could tell at a glance who was right and who was wrong. Hou Fangping's scheme was simply too crude. Cai naturally didn't think that Hou Fangping was just incompetent; he clearly understood how much brazen confidence lay behind those crude tactics.
Hou Fangping said, "Lord Cai, you've arrived just in time. This brat struck a deal with me, tricked me out of my treasure, then refused to hand over the thousand Star Spirit Essences. He has the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog, and clearly doesn't take you, Lord Cai, seriously. I ask you to set things right."
Cai Tianshou stared at Xu Yi. "Is this true?" As he spoke, he sent Xu Yi a mental message: "Things have come to this. I advise you, fellow cultivator, to pay your way out of trouble. That man is someone you can't afford to offend."
Xu Yi stared at Cai Tianshou in