Who Was One of Us

The air was tense. They stood in silence, while distant flames cast flickering shadows.

To the north stood the Reincarnators. Their silhouettes, outlined against the night, looked grotesque, like demons descended into the world.

To the south stood Hu Ma, his shadow stretching long across the ground. Behind him, a faint phantom of three heads and six arms loomed like a savage god of the mortal realm.

Their identities and feelings had kept them apart. Before they met, one side had hoped the other would enter the city and break the deadlock, while the other had loudly vowed to root out the traitors. But now that they finally stood face-to-face before the ancestral shrine, an extraordinary silence fell between them.

Of course, it was also possible that Dong Xuan, the National Teacher, had shown such overwhelming power before departing that it had abruptly changed the mood both sides had been building toward.

Even amid the silence, however, the four Imperial Capital Reincarnators standing not far from Hu Ma suddenly raised their heads.

Ever since appearing beside the National Teacher, they had remained silent. Later, when the National Teacher left, they hadn't followed him with the same urgency as the Wang Family, who were willing to abandon everything in the Imperial Capital just to keep up with him.

But now, seeing the Reincarnators enter the city and surround Hu Ma, they seemed to awaken to a trace of humanity beneath their wooden expressions. They abruptly glanced around, then spoke in a hoarse, chilling voice, as if squeezing the words up from underground:

"The Hu Family harbors treacherous designs. They stole our Immortal Order and destroyed our mission. We also bear the grudge of our predecessor, the previous generation of Reincarnators, being slaughtered. Now that the Reincarnators have entered the capital, it's