As he watched Yang Ling approach step by step.
The monks of Arhat Temple finally came to their senses, a trace of panic appearing on their faces.
It was not merely because they had seen Kong Luan battered all over in a single exchange.
It was because they finally understood why their abbot had yet to appear!
Their opponent had already made a move against their abbot!
"Lord Kong!"
Seeing Yang Ling draw closer and closer, the monks hurriedly turned to Kong Luan.
Neither of Arhat Temple's two greatest experts was currently in the temple.
A handful of fifth-rank minor grandmasters like them could never stand against such a powerful enemy!
"Yang Ling, are you really going to rebel?!"
The civil officials finally reacted, and one of them roared angrily, his face flushed red.
Yang Ling did not stop. Instead, he quickened his strides and rapidly approached them.
Li Yuan and the other Iron Clothes stared blankly at his back, then looked at the blood-covered Kong Luan and could not help swallowing.
They had no idea what to do next.
Xu Kai did not dare utter a word now either. Standing at the very back of the group, he watched the situation unfold in fear.
"Yang Ling, do you intend to have your property confiscated and your entire clan exterminated?!"
Seeing that Yang Ling had no intention of stopping and was instead walking faster, the civil official shouted again!
"Shut up!"
Kong Luan suddenly spoke.
Shut up? Had their opponent even said anything?
The civil officials were bewildered, then realized that Kong Luan seemed to be talking to them, leaving them momentarily stunned.
"Lord Yang is the esteemed Department Master of the Iron Clothes Department. How could he possibly rebel?"
"If the Iron Clothes Department intends to search and confiscate