In front of the main hall of the Gutan Sect.
When Ren Ye suddenly heard himself called out by name, he immediately wondered whether some unlucky bastard had infected him lately. Why did every rotten mess come looking for him?
He looked up at the sky in bewilderment and saw twelve black-robed figures suspended overhead, their auras obscuring a corner of the northern sky.
These twelve did not look like ordinary super grades. They had not come with good intentions.
While the Little Bad King stood momentarily dazed, auras surged inside the hall. Wang Changfeng, Vice Minister Wen, Lü Ji, Ai Fei, and the others all flew out.
Vice Minister Wen stood beside Ren Ye and looked up, his brow creasing slightly. "Why are they looking for you?"
Ren Ye came to his senses and eyed him suspiciously. "Sir, stop pretending. How could you not know?!"
"What do you mean?" Vice Minister Wen looked utterly baffled and complained resentfully, "You lot have dragged me into high-stakes gambling every day lately, threatening to report me if I don't play. What the hell would I know?!"
After Ancient Pool was surrounded, Ren Ye had returned to Vermilion Bird City to see Lin Xiang, only to receive the words "wait for terms." Less than half a day had passed since then, and people from Huangling City had suddenly arrived. This meant Lin Xiang had foreseen this scene, which was why Ren Ye had wanted to test whether Vice Minister Wen knew anything. But seeing the man's almost imbecilically bewildered expression, he understood. This old geezer had been so caught up in gambling these past two days that he probably had not even returned to Vermilion Bird City.
The group gathered before the hall, all staring at the sky in confusion, unable to understand