Outside the South Gate, a day and a night had passed, and those few attendants of Yu Jincheng had been standing guard in the same spot all along. One of them looked up at the sky and said, "The time is about up."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of thin air; it was their young master, Yu Jincheng.
Huh?
The attendants were all somewhat startled and suspicious. The time wasn't up yet—why had the young master come out early?
They saw Yu Jincheng suddenly go "wah" and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Young Master!"
The elder in the lead flashed to his side and supported him. "Are you all right?"
Yu Jincheng gnashed his teeth, his face full of hatred. "Kill that bastard for me, I want him dead."
At that, the few attendants also understood what had happened, and they were all horrified.
The young master had actually been killed by someone inside the Secret Realm?
How was that possible?
