"Hehe, my good fortune?" Li Jian looked back at the thousand-odd Misty Sect disciples who had long since recovered their martial arts. Like him, they were stirred and overwhelmed with emotion. Smiling, he said, "If not for you, the chief disciple, even if we had returned, we would only have been useless cripples—hostages for Jingyi to use against the Misty Sect for no reason at all! But now... hehe..."
"Now we must conserve our strength, cherish our feathers with care, and wait for an opportunity—either remain silent, or let out one cry that startles the world!" Xue Qing said obediently.
"Haha!" Liu Qingyang burst out laughing. "This little lass truly knows how to speak. You've spoken straight to my heart!"
Just then, Ding Chao and the others hurried out of Misty Manor and ran toward Li Jian.
"Eh? Zhang Xiaohu... what is this..." Li Jian was taken aback.
"Could it be that now that he's become Great Gang Leader, he's putting on airs?" Liu Qingyang said angrily from the side.
"Martial Uncle Liu!" the honest Shi Niu said. "Xiaohu isn't that kind of person!"
"He must be trying to shield us!" Li Jian said with a smile. "That's why he had us keep such a low profile!"
As he spoke, Li Jian led the others forward.
"Greetings, Martial Ancestor Li!" As soon as Ding Chao arrived before them, he immediately bowed. The disciples behind him also saluted. Then, before he had time to greet the others, Ding Chao led everyone into Misty Manor while explaining everything that had happened within the manor to Li Jian and the rest.
Li Jian and the others had initially been somewhat displeased by Ding Chao's lack of courtesy, but the moment they heard his explanation, they understood. Liu Qingyang shouted, "Incense-Passing Cult disciples... how