Behind a large gym in Taihua City, there was a dark, narrow alley.
Two figures stood silently in the depths of the darkness, waiting.
Yang Wentao hurriedly pushed open the back door and glanced around. When he saw the two people in the dark, his heart tightened. He quickly went over and greeted them respectfully.
"Greetings, Sect Leader, Vice Cult Leader."
Yang Wentao kept his head bowed low. For some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of tension.
"Raise your head."
A cold voice came from the darkness.
"Yes."
Yang Wentao cautiously lifted his head and met the indifferent gaze of the figure in the dark.
He understood why he was nervous.
Because the person before him was the legendary top student among the Ten Great Preparatory Classes, a heaven-blessed genius destined to join one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects in the future.
Even standing there, a super-student like that could exert an intense, overwhelming pressure on a mere junior-college graduate like him.
What was more, Yang Wentao knew just how great a darkness lurked beneath the other man's seemingly pure and honest nature.
The secret medicine business alone already controlled half of Taihua City's underground fitness world.
Though he seemed to be living the high life and was respected by countless fitness enthusiasts, he was nothing more than a little fish in the other man's hands.
And the Sect Leader's Demonic Cult empire went far beyond a mere secret medicine business.
It wouldn't be surprising if he had even infiltrated the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
How could Yang Wentao possibly not show him respect?
"Report on your recent dealings with the other Devilish Dao Factions."
Yang Wentao's heart tightened again.
He'd already heard some of the details over the phone, but confirming them in person still left him