"Teacher, who is he?" Looking at Protector Wu, who hardly seemed like a good man, Yun Yun kept Nalan Yanran firmly behind her. Recalling what Jiang Yun had just said, she already believed most of it, but she still hoped to hear the final answer from her teacher.
That eerie entrance alone told her he was no good. Yet he had appeared in the Misty Cloud Sect and had ties to her teacher, while she, the sect master, knew nothing of it.
As thoughts raced through her mind in those brief moments, she felt somewhat uneasy. This revered teacher of hers seemed to have changed, though she did not know when it had begun.
"Protector Wu, was what he just said true?" Yun Shan stared fixedly at Protector Wu, wanting an answer from his own mouth.
"Hehehe, Yun Shan, the Hall of Souls' things aren't so easily taken!" Protector Wu said with a sinister laugh.
At those words, Yun Shan swayed. He stared at Protector Wu in disbelief and said, trembling, "You... you... despicable!"
"Despicable? If not for me, you would have died trying to break through long ago. What right or ability would you have had to glimpse the realm of a Dou Zong?" Protector Wu sneered, watching Yun Shan coldly. If the man dared turn on him and deny their ties, he would show Yun Shan the Hall of Souls' methods.
In the end, Yun Shan still lacked the courage to become his enemy. After giving him a disdainful glance, Protector Wu turned his gaze toward Jiang Yun and the others.
"I never expected you to be so bold. Knowing the Hall of Souls was here, you still dared venture into the tiger's den. Should I praise your skill-born courage, or the fearlessness of your ignorance?"
"Heh, a