Tang Changsheng knew this Divine Clerk well. He was none other than Director Zhang of the Dushi Divine Hall.
The two had worked well together in the past, and Director Zhang had looked after Tang Changsheng.
Now, though, Director Zhang's face was dark with murderous intent and his eyes burned with fury. He was the one who had just spoken.
People hated traitors more than enemies. In the eyes of the Dushi Divine Hall, Tang Changsheng had deserted the hall for the Immortal Sects. That made him a traitor.
Director Zhang had once been close to Tang Changsheng... even if it had been under orders...
But anyone so closely associated with a traitor would have a hard time of it unless he found a way to clear his name.
And now, within the Dushi Divine Hall, no one hated Tang Changsheng more than the Dushi Divine Hall itself.
Seeing that Tang Changsheng appeared to have become a Yang Spirit expert only kindled an even fiercer, inexpressible rage in him.
"Bastard! You should have been one of us, a man of the Dushi Divine Hall. How dare you betray the hall... and be so talented that you achieved Yang Spirit in such a short time...
"I'll kill you. I swear I'll kill you. No—I'll drag you back and lock you in the Heavenly Prison to be scorched by Heavenly Fire for three thousand years!"
Even from a great distance, Tang Changsheng could faintly sense Director Zhang's fury.
Perhaps Director Zhang was angry at his betrayal, but Tang Changsheng remained unafraid. I don't owe you anything.
He had accepted the Dushi Divine Hall's overtures back then only to make it easier to operate in Wuman World. He had never resolved to follow the Heavenly Court into a fight against the Immortal Sects...