Lin Yanhan’s lips curved up in a cold sneer watching Jia Liang rebuking him in public, “Jia Liang, do you remember your identity? How dare you question my decision? What a joke! Don’t assume that simply because that old monster of a Master of yours is a High Deacon I wouldn’t dare to cripple you. Even if that Master of yours comes here, he still won’t be able to protect you!”

Anger exploded in Jia Liang’s eyes, but he did not speak further.

“Roll to the side for this master!” Li Yanhan’s hand pushed Jia Liang out of his way.

Jia Liang staggered several steps before steadying himself, looking sullen, but then he sighed. He approached Huang Xiaolong with a respectful yet remorseful demeanor, “Senior, I’m sorry, I…”

Huang Xiaolong shook his head saying, “It’s nothing, you retreat first.” Jia Liang’s initial attitude indeed caused...