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As Ye Yun's words fell, the masked man's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Then, a familiar voice emerged from his mouth, one that Ye Yun recognized.

"How did you guess it was me?"

Since matters had come to this, Tang Shan no longer bothered concealing his identity.

As he spoke, he tore the black cloth from his face, revealing the face Ye Yun had seen before.

"Was it that difficult? You could hide your face, but could you avoid using the techniques you were familiar with?

The moment we exchanged blows, I found your techniques very familiar. I simply couldn't recall where I had seen them for a while."

Watching Tang Shan remove the cloth and reveal his true face, Ye Yun spoke coldly.

At this, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of Tang Shan's lips, as though he were ridiculing his own stupidity.

"There's something I don't understand. You already obtained a treasure, so why did you still choose to make a move against me?

The strength I displayed during the day should have been plain for all of you to see.

Could it be that you were so confident you could kill me and divide the treasures on my person?"

Ye Yun was equally puzzled by this.

By every measure, his strength utterly crushed Tang Shan and the others.

Where had they found the nerve to dare ambush him?

Hearing Ye Yun's question, Tang Shan revealed a bitter smile. "Perhaps it was because the human heart was never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant!

We all assumed that you had used a secret technique to erupt with such strength during the day, and that you should have suffered backlash from its side effects.

We guessed that you had only twenty to thirty