Liu Sheng never could have imagined that he would run into Nan Yi here!
White Tiger Hall was a Hall Branch under Black Cliff Cave, and when Nan Yi first arrived here on Holy Mother Feihong's orders, he had stayed at White Tiger Hall.
The two could hardly be called close, but as a prodigy sent by the sect-and Holy Mother Feihong's personal disciple-
Nan Yi held a far more exalted position than even White Tiger Hall's hall master.
"Lord Nan Yi, do you know Saint Tongtian?"
Seeing the anger on Nan Yi's face, Liu Sheng's heart faltered.
If his rotten luck had led him to offend a friend of Nan Yi's, he would surely have a bitter pill to swallow.
When Nan Yi saw Liu Sheng attack Tongtian the moment he appeared, fury surged in his heart.
Tongtian and the entire Holy Land Interception Sect clearly showed the budding promise of a major power. If he could recruit them properly and support them discreetly, they would surely be worth far more than eight or ten insignificant little sects.
But judging by Liu Sheng's behavior, Tongtian had probably already begun keeping his guard up against Black Cliff Cave's people. This had invisibly thrown a major obstacle in the way of recruiting the Holy Land Interception Sect.
"Did that idiot Xiao Ming send you here to back up that Blood Saber Sect or whatever it's called?"
"Where is the Blood Saber Patriarch now?"
Liu Sheng could not help shivering at those words.
"He... he ran away..."
The moment he heard that, Nan Yi understood what had happened. Even without hearing Ying Dang's and Tongtian's accounts, he could guess most of the story.
After all, killing their own cannon fodder was a fine tradition of Black Cliff Cave. Nan Yi knew that