Zhao Kuo had just revealed his presence when the leading figure amongst the trio nearby, a middle-aged man in a black robe, furrowed his brows deeply, his expression extremely dissatisfied as he shouted at Zhao Kuo.
The young man and woman next to the middle-aged man also shifted their gaze, looking at Zhao Kuo who seemed like a dog who had lost his home.
"The three people and one beast that came to our aid are not ordinary cultivators, the Ghost Order failed, if not for the exotic treasure I possess, I wouldn't have been able to return either."
When Zhao Kuo suddenly heard this scolding, he too felt extreme dissatisfaction. He had anticipated that Si Feihang, given his personality, would react this way upon seeing him return alone.
They were not subordinates to each other; it was just that Si Feihang was the strongest among them. Now he dared to rebuke him, did he really see himself as the boss?
