"Get over here! Get rid of this fat corpse and his posse for me!" Yun Yang shouted. He had not glanced at Lu Yin and the others even once, as he had only been staring at Wang Dashauai this entire time.

Wang Dashuai sneered. "Grandson Yun, do you really have the guts to throw out Huaiyuan Gate’s new Gate Master?"

The fatty then stepped aside.

Yun Yang's gaze slipped past Wang Dashuai, and he finally looked at Lu Yin and the several other people. "What are you talking about? The Gate Master? Guan Tong? He’s dead. He was a Redback, and he’s dead. You’re trying to trick me, you fat corpse."

Wang Dashuai stayed silent, though he did have a sneer on his face as he stared at Yun Yang.

While Lu Yin was not happy that the fatty had used him in such a manner, he indeed wanted to cause some trouble. Wang Dashuai had assumed that Lu Yin wanted to put his foot down in a way that would force the Smokecloud Sect to offer Humility’s Gate more donations, but all Lu Yin wanted was the chance to slip away.

The best way for Lu Yin to make his escape was to find someone who could keep Cai Shu occupied. The bigger the mess, the higher Lu Yin’s chances of escape. The Smokecloud Sect seemed like the perfect target, especially when little overlord Yun Yang showed himself.

However, before Lu Yin could speak, Yun Yang's expression changed the moment he saw...