"Yun Leng, explain yourself."
Yun Shan slowly opened his eyes in midair and spoke in an indifferent voice.
Yun Leng bowed and cupped his hands. "Former Sect Master..."
Yun Leng hurriedly explained everything to Yun Shan, recounting all that had happened after the Three-Year Agreement, including Mo Cheng's death. But he embellished the account, painting his side as the victims and saying nothing of his earlier bullying attitude.
In an instant, his unreasonable arrogance, forcible detention, and bullying of the young with seniority and numbers became, in Yun Leng's telling, a courteous invitation to stay as guests while they investigated the truth-only for Xiao Yan to bully them by relying on the experts behind him. It was utterly shameless.
Yet no one present said anything. Slapping a sect's Elder in the face before a Dou Zong expert was the sort of foolishness only someone with a scrambled brain would attempt.
Of course, exposing him was out of the question, but the experts of the Jia Ma Empire all cast contemptuous, disdainful looks at Yun Leng.
Xiao Yu paid little heed to Yun Leng's nonsense. He had never expected anything good to come out of the old bastard's mouth. On the Dou Qi Continent, strength still reigned supreme. With strength and powerful backing, even black could be called white.
He was now considering how to take Xiao Yan away safely without exposing the Xiao Clan's origins.
Had he used his full strength earlier, he could have taken Xiao Yan away quickly. But at full power, he was far too strong. His aura would likely have alerted Yun Shan before Yun Leng could summon him, and Protector Wu, who had only just left, might have turned back as well.
In the original story, it was precisely Protector Wu's meddling that had kept