“Brother,” He Jili said, “you really wouldn’t back down to those experts from the Gentlemen’s Society. That Yuan Kun is anything but a nice guy, you know. Back when he killed the Seven Scourges of the Sea of Trees, he got their incomplete version of the Sutra of Myriad Evils, which contains all sorts of evil energy arts cultivation techniques from the dao of devils. Although he handed the scripture over to the institute, he definitely took a look at it first.”

“That’s right,” Hua Yinhu added. “What are we supposed to do if we’re enemies of both the Crown Prince Society and the Gentlemen’s Society?”

“Yang Qi did the right thing,” Li He said. “If we joined them, it would cause no end of trouble.”

“No end of trouble?” Liang Dong said. “What do you mean?”

“A year ago we were freshman students. And now, we’ve blazed ahead to our current position. It's obvious that we must have come across some sort of good fortune, and nothing trivial at that. If we joined the Gentlemen’s Society, they would definitely require an explanation. And then what? It’s not like they’re going to keep all our secrets for us. Word would get around...