Hong Yi and the others coldly watched the group of Taixuan Sect experts facing them. Naturally, they knew who the killer was. Xu Wuyu had pursued Li Wujing, who had ultimately been saved by Huang Xiao, and Xu Wuyu had been killed by Huang Xiao as well.
"Go ahead and keep guessing. Old Ghost Yin, seeing you driven this mad does my heart good! Hahaha!" Li Wujing laughed.
While at the Taixuan Sect, he and his master had always been treated with disdain by the others in the sect. For the most part, however, they had simply kept out of one another's way and had little to do with each other.
But Yin Hua, who stood before him, was different. He was narrow-minded and would avenge even the slightest grievance. He had a feud with Li Wujing's master: when they were young, Yin Hua had once lost to his master, which had led him to harbor a grudge. That hatred had never faded in all these years.
Only recently had Yin Hua seized an opportunity to cripple Li Wujing's master's cultivation and throw him into the Taixuan Sect's dungeon, which had also led Li Wujing to flee the sect.
"Hmm?" At this moment, Yin Hua instead calmed down. His furious expression vanished without a trace, replaced by a sinister look.
"Little bastard, you seem rather pleased with yourself," Yin Hua said flatly. "It seems you've forgotten that you still have a cripple for a master. If you know what's good for you, tell me who the killer is. Then perhaps this elder will make your master's life a little easier."
At these words, Li Wujing's expression changed drastically.
"What have you done to my master?" Li Wujing shouted urgently. "If you touch so much as a hair on his head,