Though the Wenxiang Sect was a branch of the White Lotus Sect and shared its doctrines, the current situation alone made it clear that someone had struck out on their own.
But since this was a terrifying expert of the White Lotus Sect, he should naturally recognize this plaque.
Sure enough, at the sight of the Jade Plaque, the person behind Lian Youming seemed to fall into deathly silence.
A full five or six seconds passed before the other party spoke in an elusive, drifting voice. "To think that after a hundred years, the Wenxiang Sect still has a successor venturing into the world. But since you already know who I am, how dare you be so insolent? Don't forget. Your lineage is the greatest traitor to our White Lotus Sect. Back then, every last one of the Wang Clan's two hundred-odd members was slaughtered. I thought we had killed you all, yet a fish slipped through the net. And now you've delivered yourself to my door!"
Lian Youming made no rash move. Quickly sorting through his thoughts, he said, "This is the Age of Great Contention. As they say, a great tree offers good shade. Since you are still among the living, senior, and have been lying low for so long, you must still need people."
He put it very tactfully.
"As for my clan's blood feud, what does it amount to beside the road ahead on the Martial Way?"
Those words were even more ruthless.
"Heh, heh! You truly are Wang Sen's descendant. Any means to achieve your ends! Yet even now, when you intend to serve me, you still refuse to address me as Sect Master. How very rude!"
Lian Youming had thought he already understood the situation, but the words "Sect Master" still sent a hidden