"Yun Shan, why didn't you strike just now and wipe them out with me?"
His aura in disarray, Wu Ying fixed his sinister, blood-red eyes on Yun Shan, who had forcibly taken him away, and demanded an answer in an icy, hostile tone.
Dressed in a plain white robe, Yun Shan stood with his hands behind his back, facing the Wu Protector calmly. "Wu Protector, if I had acted, I would inevitably have exposed myself. Then the plan we've spent years preparing would have gone up in smoke."
"Then kill everyone who saw you!" Wu Ying flung out a hand angrily.
Seeing how irrational Wu Ying was being, Yun Shan frowned slightly, but still patiently explained, "You must be joking, Wu Protector. Lin Yan alone could keep you occupied. If I intervened, the Imperial Family and the three great families would certainly join forces. We wouldn't necessarily be assured of victory then."
"The Misty Cloud Sect's thousand-year foundation must never be destroyed in my hands. What I want is a Misty Cloud Sect more prosperous than ever before. This would go against our agreement."
Yun Shan's voice was mild yet forceful, carrying an inviolable sense of authority.
He and Wu Ying were partners, not superior and subordinate. None of his actions diminished his dignity as the Misty Cloud Sect Master.
Yun Shan's words were like a basin of cold water poured over Wu Ying, bringing him back to his senses. Even so, his anger would not subside. "Whatever happens, Lin Yan must die! And Yao Chen and that disciple of his-I must capture them both!"
He had used up every soul body he had captured over the years. After paying such a devastating price and gaining nothing, how could Wu Ying possibly
let the matter rest?
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