As the newly appointed Commander of the Warrior Administration, Fang Qianyuan held a wealth of confidential intelligence concerning Warriors.
Naturally, this included information about Wu Lianyi and his subordinates.
However, he was not of the same generation as Wu Lianyi. His understanding of Wu Lianyi and the five most renowned subordinates under his command-the "Five Demon Generals," which included Qunyao and Miyuyin-was only superficial.
He knew only that they were a band of lawless Warrior experts who sought to overturn tradition and covet power.
Yet they did possess considerable ability. Drawing on the wisdom of their predecessors and breaking new ground, they had actually concocted such things as the Demon Refinement Art and Demonized Warriors. There was a real chance they might get their wish.
He knew the harm these things would cause if they spread, and he would not let them act with impunity.
Upon seeing Fang Qianyuan, a trace of complicated emotion crossed Qunyao's face. Rather than charging into battle like an ordinary enemy, however, he gave a slight nod and remained remarkably calm. "Young Master Fang, I have long admired your reputation."
Fang Qianyuan sneered. "You flatter me. You are my sect's predecessors in the Warrior Hall. I should be the one saying I have long admired your reputations."
Qunyao said, "Our lord once sought you out, but there seem to have been some misunderstandings between you. Might you hear me out?"
Fang Qianyuan's expression shifted slightly. "Oh? You mean to persuade me? Are you trying to buy time for the others to relocate, or is there some important matter left unfinished that you wish to keep waiting for?"
Qunyao said, "Whatever happens, we cannot escape the palm of your hand. What have you to worry about?"
"Indeed," Fang Qianyuan replied proudly.
"In that case," Qunyao said,