"Someone's still alive!"
The three black-robed men all turned to look at Mo Yun, their faces full of confusion.
Soon, a tall, lean, dark-skinned middle-aged man among them looked at Mo Yun and said authoritatively, "Come here. We have some questions for you."
Another black-robed man, a burly young man who looked about twenty-five or twenty-six, added with a smile, "Don't be nervous. We're from the Inner Sect Enforcement Team. We just want to find out what happened."
Beside the young man, a relatively short, somewhat portly middle-aged man said impatiently, "What are you standing there for? Get over here!"
Mo Yun frowned and walked toward the three men.
As he walked, he quietly extended his perception and examined each of them.
Of the three, the tall, lean middle-aged man's cultivation aura was the strongest, almost equal to that of the transformed Tiger Demon earlier.
The other two were considerably weaker, roughly on par with the Tiger Demon before its transformation, perhaps even a little weaker.
Clearly, the tall, lean man was likely at the middle stage of core condensation, while the other two were at the Early Core Condensation stage.
By the time he finished considering this, Mo Yun had reached them.
The portly black-robed man, his face thick with brutish flesh, snapped, "Why are you so clueless, outer sect disciple? We call you over for a few questions, and you drag your feet. Are you new here and don't know the rules?"
Mo Yun slowly exhaled and looked at the portly man. "May I ask your name, senior brother?"
The portly man paused. "Why are you asking my name?"
Just then, the burly young man hurried to smooth things over. "He's Senior Brother Fang Bingjun. Senior Brother Fang means no harm; he's just a little impatient. Don't take