Listening to Ye Buqu recount everything word by word, Ye Lin's face darkened.
"Let's go. I'll take you there this time."
At that moment, Ye Lin spoke. Ye Buqu nodded and obediently followed behind him as the two headed toward the treasure vault.
He had been so busy lately that he could barely keep up, yet his own disciple had been humiliated so badly by others. Those materials were, by all accounts, the lowest-grade kind.
Were his contributions to Nameless Mountain over all these years worth less than those inferior treasures? This time, he would take a good look.
"Sect Master."
"Sect Master."
When the disciples along the way saw Ye Lin, they hurriedly cupped their fists and bowed. In Nameless Mountain, it was fine if you knew no one, but you absolutely could not fail to recognize the Sect Master.
"Hiss, isn't that Ye Buqu? What is the Sect Master taking Ye Buqu away for?"
"Ye Buqu must have gone to the Sect Master to seek backing. Now this will be a good show. Come on, follow them. Let's see how those fellows deal with this. It was one thing for them to skim off our resources in ordinary times, but they even dared set their sights on the Sect Master's disciple."
"That's right, let's follow them. I want to see how the Sect Master teaches those fellows a lesson."
"Ye Buqu may be a little lacking in talent and strength, but he is still the Sect Master's disciple. Humiliating the Sect Master's disciple like this—this time, the Sect Master may fly into a thunderous rage."
Seeing this scene, the passing disciples followed far behind Ye Lin and Ye Buqu. They wanted to see how the Sect Master would deal with those people.
Those people were usually in charge