Wang Jinhai laughed too. "That's what I thought. How could a man of the Daoist Tradition from the Central Land get mixed up with a cult like Ultimate Care Evil Cult?"
"I wouldn't call myself a man of virtue. I'm merely a cultivator."
Tang Changsheng smiled apologetically. "But I did drag Hall Master Peng into this! Speaking of which, how is he?"
"Men of virtue" and "Guards of virtue" were both old terms for cultivators. The names had been handed down since ancient times, perhaps because cultivators in the Central Land had traditionally come from the Daoist Tradition and revered the Tao Te Ching as a classic.
But it was an archaic way of speaking. Few people used it anymore. The same was true of the Theater Sect, one of the Eight Sects of the Martial World. It should have been buried in history long ago!
As Tang Changsheng spoke, he grew certain of one thing: these old-school martial-world figures, who still used such terms, would never blame him for what had happened to Peng Tong!
Why? Because of the code of the martial world!
Peng Tong had saved Tang Changsheng out of loyalty to that code, and Tang Changsheng had not forgotten it either. He had sent over a million yuan, no small sum for this ramshackle martial arts hall!
What was more, worried that he might bring trouble upon the hall, he had watched over it from the shadows.
By the standards of that code, there was nothing to reproach Tang Changsheng for!
That was how old-school martial-world figures thought, and Tang Changsheng understood them well!
Besides, these martial-world sects still held cultivation sects in both awe and respect.
And if Tang Changsheng's guess was right, these people were experts from Hanliu Hall.
Otherwise, it would be truly