"Martial Uncle! There are traitors in the Stain Sect!"
At Holy Fire Cliff, Lü Yang shouted the moment he walked through the door, his voice filled with the utmost grievance. Perfected Chong Guang was stunned when he first heard it, and it took him a long moment to recover.
"Cut the act!"
Perfected Chong Guang chided with a laugh, "The one who died was Wu Cang, not you. And you're the one acting aggrieved? Do you want me to tell you what a grave crime it is to murder a fellow sect member?"
Lü Yang sighed internally at the sight. Ever since he'd broken through to the Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment, Perfected Chong Guang's attitude had completely changed. If in his Previous Life the man still carried the air of an elder ordering him about, he was now much more affectionate. The way he looked at Lü Yang now was as if he were staring at a prize.
'This is perfect, though.'
