The Net Should Be Cast

"Four Seniors, stay in this tower for now. When the Heaven Punishment Prison attacks, you can make your move. I'm worried the old man's spies might spot you if you go out," Qin Guan said with a smile.

At Qin Guan's words, the four War Criminals' hearts tightened. The gaunt old man hurriedly asked, "Young hero, are you saying the old man's people are already watching you?"

Qin Guan nodded slightly. "Our sect has a unique Secret Technique that lets me sense the auras of my fellow disciples. I sensed them a few days ago, but their auras have disappeared over the past two days. They've probably left. Still, to make sure they don't come back for a second strike, it's best to be careful."

"Young hero, you've thought this through. The four of us have been locked in this Iron Cage and haven't had a chance to cultivate properly. We'll recover a little before going out!" the gaunt old man said with a hurried smile.

"Very well, Seniors. I still have things to take care of, so I won't keep you," Qin Guan said, glancing at the four of them before disappearing from the fourth floor.

"W-was I dreaming, Old Diao?" After Qin Guan left, Kui Gang looked at the gaunt old man in disbelief.

Smack!

The gaunt old man suddenly slapped the burly Kui Gang hard across the face.

"Old Diao, why'd you hit me?" Kui Gang stared at him in astonishment.

"Does it hurt?" the gaunt old man asked.

"Of course it hurts!" Kui Gang snapped, clutching his cheek.

"If it hurts, then you're not dreaming," the gaunt old man replied irritably.

"Right! If it hurts, then I'm not dreaming!" Kui Gang's eyes lit up, and he grinned.

"Old Diao, that young man from earlier is extraordinary,"