The three of them sat there in a daze, stiff as wooden chickens. A moment ago, they had been drunk on pleasure, as if they were immortals; now, they had plunged into the abyss in an instant, wishing they could start all over again.
No, during the last sect meeting, plenty of people had been absent and had not taken Yang Chen seriously, yet nothing had happened. Why had Yang Chen suddenly become so serious this time?
If they could, how they wished they could do it over. There would be plenty of time for merriment—there had been no need to choose this very moment!
Their eyes brimmed with regret. They had thought Yang Chen was merely an utterly ordinary stumbling block, never imagining that this stumbling block could so easily take their lives!
"Fu Yunhe, you dare betray us? We were so loyal to you for nothing!" Elder Wu was the first to lose his patience. He stood and furiously cursed Fu Yunhe.
Seeing that they were doomed anyway, the other two Elders also rose, pointing at Fu Yunhe's nose and shouting furiously. They clearly intended to drag Fu Yunhe down with them.
Seeing this, Yang Chen was in no hurry to deal with the three. First, he wanted to watch dogs bite dogs; second, he very much wanted to hear what interesting information the three Elders might spill. Perhaps it would even help him bring down Fu Yunhe.
This was human nature, and it was also the price Fu Yunhe had paid for gathering a rabble.
This rabble would share prosperity with you, but when disaster struck, they might not stand alongside you. At any time, they could drag you into the water with them, leaving you as miserable as they were.
Seeing the three Elders turn their