Master Yulizi was coming?
The moment Su Che heard Yin-Yang Dharma King's news, joy rose in his heart.
If Master arrived, then never mind Yuchen or the Great River Alliance—even if White Deer Grotto came at him together, what did Su fear?
When it came to calling in reinforcements, who was afraid of whom?
If one Yulizi was not enough, he could still call in his grandmaster, the head of the Yellow Heaven Sect. If they were truly formidable, they could send off the entire Yellow Heaven Sect in one neat package.
There could be no mistake in Yin-Yang Dharma King's news.
Su Che knew that this old senior had always had his own sources of information.
Back when the Yin-Yang Realm shattered, Situ Tu had betrayed the Six Ghost Marshals, Bai Hejiao had left, yet the remaining four had remained utterly unheard from.
With Yin-Yang Dharma King's accumulation over so many years, he would never have been reduced to a lone man.
In fact, judging from how he had presided over the Mount Zhong Association, there were quite a few things even Su Che did not know.
For instance, where was Yin-Yang Dharma King's reincarnated body now, and who usually looked after him?
They were allies, but their relationship was more akin to master and disciple.
Since there were things Yin-Yang Dharma King did not wish to mention, Su Che naturally would not ask.
That was the trust between them.
Thus, if Yin-Yang Dharma King said Yulizi was about to leave seclusion, the news should be accurate.
"It'll be rather awkward when we meet."
Yin-Yang Dharma King stuffed a chopstickful of lamb into his mouth. "I'll go lie low for now. We'll talk about what comes next after the winds die down."
Su Che nodded.
Once Yulizi arrived, his