"Who are you, and what are you skulking around outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's gates for?"
While Yu Xiaogang stood dazed, an elderly figure emerged from the sect.
His aura was not powerful, however. His back was stooped, and he leaned on a walking stick.
His expression was stern, but a closer look revealed grief deep in his eyes.
As for why someone his age was here, the reason was simple...
The sect's young and able-bodied members had suffered devastating casualties.
With the sect in peril, as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he naturally had to do whatever he could.
"Don't you recognize me?"
Roused by the elderly voice, Yu Xiaogang looked at the old man before the mountain gate and asked.
That should have been impossible.
He was a famous figure in the sect. Anyone of a certain age should have recognized him.
"Am I supposed to know you?"
"I'm telling you, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan isn't somewhere you can claim kinship at random. Go do whatever you're supposed to be doing, and get lost."
The old man waved impatiently.
Grief filled his heart, and he had no inclination to bother with Yu Xiaogang.
"No..."
"I'm Yu Xiaogang."
Yu Xiaogang pointed at himself.
"Who? Yu Xiaogang?"
The old man paused. Without much effort, he dredged up his memories of Yu Xiaogang.
Then he suddenly laughed. "Hahaha! The world really is going to the dogs. Someone actually dared to swindle the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! What I never expected was someone impersonating Yu Xiaogang, that useless fool who can't do anything right but spends all day acting like an unappreciated genius. You're killing me!"
Clack.
As he laughed, he accidentally dropped the dentures in his mouth onto the ground.
He had