After Danyangzi finished speaking, his gaze deliberately lingered on Shen Changyun and Xu Yan. The warning needed no explanation.
"Yes, Patriarch!" The other Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Crimson Sun Sect answered in unison, taking Danyangzi's threatened punishment lightly.
Only Li Changfeng understood what Danyangzi meant. Hidden beneath his Daoist robes, his hands clenched so tightly that they turned pale. Yet he maintained an air of breezy composure, striving to keep anyone from noticing anything amiss.
Shen Changyun and Xu Yan had reacted most strongly. Danyangzi's words had, in fact, been directed at them.
A shadow of gloom crossed Shen Changyun's previously ruddy face. He forcibly swallowed the words he had been about to say, answered along with the others, then sat down cross-legged again. His eyes kept darting around, giving no hint of what he was planning.
Danyangzi's words had not exceeded Xu Yan's expectations, though his eagerness to act did surprise him somewhat. After bowing with the others, Xu Yan sat cross-legged just as Shen Changyun had, closing his eyes as though he had entered a state of cultivation.
In truth, Xu Yan was deeply unsettled. Danyangzi had just cut off his escape route.
I really can't underestimate the cultivators of this world. Danyangzi has grown cunning with age—how could he fail to see what these rogue cultivators are thinking? To think I was just like them, assuming this old monster would only act when his final hour arrived.
Deep down, Xu Yan felt that he had been played for a fool. Most cultivators put their own interests first, and he was no exception. Who could have imagined that Danyangzi's obsession was to preserve the Crimson Sun Sect's legacy?
*Hmph! His Dao heart is weak. No wonder he's still at the early Golden Core stage despite having a