"What are you?" Yang Zhengshan's thoughts were running wild, but on the surface, he asked with perfect composure.
"This common woman is the sect leader of the Azure Sky Sword Sect!" Yu Qingyi said.
The Azure Sky Sword Sect!
Yang Zhengshan had heard the name before. Though he had never roamed the jianghu, he did know of the more powerful jianghu sects in the Liaodong region.
Of course, he only knew the name. As for how many people the sect had, or how strong it was, he did not understand much.
"Why did you intercept and try to kill Hou Jun?"
"Our sect has some grudges with Black Cliff Stronghold!" Yu Qingyi did not go into too much detail, and there was no need to explain such things too thoroughly.
Jianghu conflicts were often sparked by only the smallest matter.
Sometimes, it was merely because someone said, "What are you staring at?" and the two sides would break into a full-on fight. If casualties resulted, then the grudge was set.
Then, after the young ones were beaten, the old ones came. After the old ones were beaten, someone even older came. What had originally been nothing more than a verbal spat might ultimately evolve into a bloody clash between two sects.
The chivalrous used martial strength to violate the law. Among jianghu martial artists, many had the habit of looking down on the imperial court and the law.
So when many jianghu martial artists encountered officials, they would unconsciously place themselves in the role of thieves. Facing officials, they always had a guilty feeling.
"You were following Hou Jun the whole time!"
"Yes!"
"Where did you start following him from?"
"A small courtyard in West City!"
Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly. It seemed this Yu Qingyi had long since found Black