At these words, strange expressions crossed everyone's faces. One short, fat man frowned and said, "Master Yong! Ye Han is riding high right now. Aren't we marching to our deaths?"
Master Yong glared at him and snapped, "Do you think our lives are still our own?"
He paused, swept his gaze over everyone, and said coldly, "Stop overthinking it. If we succeed, all the treasures on Ye Han will be ours!"
At this, he bared a mouthful of gold teeth and said, "We're desperadoes to begin with, aren't we?"
At Master Yong's words, sinister killing intent surfaced on everyone's faces, and they began to chuckle coldly...
The short, fat Cultivator laughed heartily. "Master Yong is right! Ye Han definitely isn't as simple as he seems. Otherwise, how could he have made the Three Demons eat dirt?"
The others chimed in as well.
"Exactly, exactly! Even the Three Demons couldn't handle him! He must have some incredible treasures on him!"
"But if this brat is so hard to deal with, how can we be a match for him?"
"Haven't you heard? This brat has already been seriously wounded."
"Could that be a lie?"
"Who cares whether it's true or false? We're desperadoes. What have we got to fear?"
Master Yong said in a low voice, "Enough! Stop arguing. Notify the others and get ready to act! When the time comes, some of you will pretend to go after the Flying Boat, while the rest will come with me to deal with Ye Han!"
"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.
However, a middle-aged Cultivator asked Master Yong, "Master Yong... the Azure Profound Sect's Second Elder won't be easy to deal with!"
Master Yong said coldly, "That old bastard looks honest and trustworthy, but that may not be the case... do you think he