“I’ve never heard of the Patriarch having a friend called Di Huai.” The experts stared at Di Huai coldly. “Isn’t it a little too coincidental for you to come now?”

Di Huai’s expression sank, and he growled, “What do you mean by this?”

The expert from the Emperor Yu Holy Grounds was one of the Hall Masters in their Holy Gate. and he was called Li Libo. A look of mockery appeared on his face as he continued, “What do you think I meant? Stop pretending. Aren’t you spies from the Devil Palace sent here to mess with us?! Our Patriarch was injured by the b*stards from your Devil Palace. Stop wasting my time here!”

Spies from the Devil Palace?

“What?! Emperor Yu is injured?” Di Huai frowned.

Li Libo sneered, “Pretty good acting. How...