Everyone swarmed out of the door. Lu He’s group of three flashed towards the outside as well.

Yang Ye frowned a little on the spot. Someone is pretending to be me? That should be impossible. Would anyone dare to pretend to be me right now? Does that person want to die? If it isn’t someone pretending to be me, then where did that ‘Yang Ye’ who’s outside come from?

Yang Ye left the hall while these questions filled his mind.

At this moment, there was an ocean of people gathered outside the Pavilion of Indulgence, and more and more were gathering here.

At the center of the crowd was a black robed and black masked figure standing there. This mysterious person of unknown gender had a sword in hand, and the person’s figure even emanated sharp Sword Intent.

It’s 7th level Sword Intent, at least! Yang Ye discerned the level of this figure’s Sword Intent with a single glance.

“Yang Ye, you won’t be able to escape this time!” A young man standing before the mysterious figure had a savage expression, and his eyes carried excitement because he was the one to have found ‘Yang Ye’!

Everyone withdrew their weapons. But they didn’t attack. Obviously, they were still quite fearful. After all, Yang Ye was infamous...