"Those old fossils are growing more rotten by the day-a pack of ingrates who recite the classics yet forget their ancestors!"
Yu Sande left the Council Hall and returned to his Merit Hall, still seething.
He was the current Second Seat of the Mystic Sun Sect's Merit Hall, and the undisputed choice to become its next hallmaster, with authority over the Division Courtyard.
More than ten years ago, when the hallmaster had stepped back from active duties because of his injuries and gradually faded from the Mystic Sun Sect's inner circle, Yu Sande had already begun treating this place as his own domain.
Lei Zhengming, that talented young man not yet fifty, a disciple of Han Youde and his faction...
There was no way he could tolerate him!
He had seized this opportunity to latch onto a minor fault and force Lei Zhengming out. His methods might have been crude and simple, but with a prepared schemer moving against an unsuspecting target, he had still succeeded.
After all, a matter like this did not require convening every deliberating elder. His people in the Merit Hall were more than enough to control the situation.
Still, the reactions of Grand Elder Li and the others had left him both embarrassed and wary.
He knew that what he had done had probably truly provoked their displeasure.
Just as Yu Sande was lost in thought, a figure wearing a Veil Hat abruptly appeared, his body seemingly concealed within shadows.
"Welcoming Envoy?"
Yu Sande's pupils contracted slightly. Then, as though he had just seen an old friend, a faint smile appeared on his face. "What brings you here?"
The visitor's face remained hidden, and his voice was calm. "Fellow Daoist Yu, I heard you intend to expel Lei Zhengming?"
"It's already done," Yu Sande said.