The next day, in an inconspicuous alley in Mingdu, a man and a woman waited.
They were Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong, both in disguise.
Before long, the person they were waiting for arrived.
The yellow-robed elder they had met yesterday slowly entered the alley, followed by a black-clothed man.
When the black-clothed man saw them, he raised a brow and asked the yellow-robed elder, "Are these the two?"
The yellow-robed elder hurriedly nodded and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord. They are the ones who wanted to see you."
"Hmph. Got it. Get lost."
"Yes, thank you, my lord!"
The yellow-robed elder immediately looked delighted and hurriedly left.
He had no desire to remain anywhere Evil Soul Masters were present.
After the yellow-robed elder left, the black-clothed man looked at Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong.
"Which one of you tampered with that old bastard's soul?"
Tang Wulin frowned.
"What do you mean?"
The black-clothed man gave a strange chuckle.
"Still playing dumb? Did you really think you could hide it from your Saint grandpa? That old fool's soul has been controlled by you. Otherwise, how could a coward like him possibly dare to come looking for me?"
Tang Wulin frowned, about to say something, but Huo Yutong raised a hand and cut him off.
"Enough, Tang Wu."
Tang Wu was Tang Wulin's current identity, while Huo Yutong was Tang Liu'er.
In any case, the names sounded fake at a glance, so neither of them cared whether they sounded good.
She stepped forward and smiled. "I controlled his soul. Are you an envoy from the Xishui Alliance?"
The reason she had been confident that the yellow-robed referee could draw out the Evil Soul Masters was because, when controlling his soul, she had deliberately refrained from making the control too perfect.
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