However...
The two beside him did not immediately agree.
The old man exchanged a glance with the other man.
Their gazes met.
Each saw the deeply buried malice in the other's eyes.
Retreat?
How could they possibly retreat?
The Great Tang Imperial House harbored an opportunity of staggering proportions. If they simply left, this trip would have been for nothing.
Wu Shisan was strong, certainly. Even joining forces, the three of them might not get the better of him... but however strong he was, he was still only one man.
Surely he could not keep watch over the Great Tang Imperial House forever?
A sharp gleam flashed through the old man's eyes, and his tightly clenched hand slowly relaxed.
He forced a stiff smile onto his face.
He cupped his hands toward Wu Shisan.
"Your reprimand is well deserved, True Person."
"We had eyes yet failed to recognize Mount Tai. Since you have spoken, True Person, we shall leave at once. At once..."
With that said...
He tugged at the sleeve of the man beside him, then turned to leave the hall.
"Huh?"
The black-robed man stood frozen in place.
His mouth hung open, his face filled with disbelief.
Just like that...
They were backing down?
How come this old Daoist lets out a fart, and you two actually treat it like an imperial decree?
"You..."
He pointed at their backs, about to unleash a torrent of curses.
But the old man paused briefly and glanced sideways at him.
That single glance was enough.
The black-robed man forcibly swallowed the curses already on his lips.
As a rogue cultivator who also made his way in the Eastern Region, he naturally understood what that old bastard's look meant.
These two... were going to play dirty?
The black-robed man steadied himself. The