Ma Xianhong had been badly injured. He raised a hand to stop several Top Grade Users from charging forward, then gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet.
Wang Ye simply waited for him. Ma Xianhong knew he had lost utterly, and said glumly, "Daoist Priest Wang Ye, your strength is truly formidable. I'm thoroughly impressed. You can do whatever you want with me, but please don't make things difficult for the villagers or my friends."
Wang Ye thought Ma Xianhong seemed like a decent person and had no intention of giving him a hard time. He said, sounding less than pleased, "Your character seems all right, but whether your subordinates can be spared has nothing to do with my master and me.
"We're only here to uncover the truth about the attack on us back then. Anyone who had nothing to do with it is free to leave.
"However, you can't be the ones to decide whether they were involved. We'll have to make that judgment ourselves."
Ma Xianhong wasn't concerned about being interrogated. After all, every sect had its own special methods of questioning people.
But Wang Ye's words seemed to imply something else. Frowning, he asked, "Are you saying there's another group here besides yours?"
Wang Ye was speechless that Ma Xianhong had figured out the truth just from the way he'd put things. "You people are way too clever. It's hard to talk to you at all. I've barely said anything, and you've already guessed it.
"But come to think of it, my master and I searched for years without finding where you were. The reason we found you so suddenly this time is, of course, the company.
"So the company had already been keeping an eye on this place. Once we leave, its people will