"Hall Leader, about Elder Sikong…"0

"Don’t worry. Anyone could betray the Poshan Gang—except for him." Luo Chen spoke without even turning his head.0

He had been the one to decide to let the old man in. The reason for his confidence was actually very simple. Sikong Yuanhong, the old man’s son, was married into the Mi family, and his future depended entirely on Mi Shuhua. If Sikong Shoujia still had any hope of pursuing the Great Dao, he might have been ruthless enough to abandon his family and defect.0

But clearly, he was already old, and there was no longer any hope for him to advance in cultivation. That was precisely why anyone else might betray them but not Sikong Shoujia!0

Murong Qinglian’s expression stiffened, but she quickly realized something.0

"Indeed, they aren’t going for the kill against the low-tier cultivators. But when they attacked me and Caiyi, they didn’t hold back at all. If we hadn’t had defensive enchanted artifacts, one of us would have died on the spot, and the other would have been gravely injured."0

Luckily, to the defensive enchanted artifacts, the result had been one serious injury and one left completely unharmed.0

Piecing together these details, Luo Chen fell into contemplation.0

“They’re pushing back and surrounding...0