"What do you think now? Do you still think I'm lying to you, or is it someone else?" Wei Chen asked.
Yun Feng looked back and forth between his master and Wei Chen. He was still reluctant. Doubt had begun to form, but a life-saving grace was not something he could easily dismiss.
Seeing that Yun Feng remained hesitant, Youqi decided to end it. This farce had gone on long enough.
"Bring him in. We will send him where he belongs," Youqi said.
The two black-armored warriors nodded and dragged the master's soul away, intending to take him to their flying ark and use the array there to transport him to the Underworld.
"No! No! I won't go! I won't! You unfilial disciple! Are you going to watch your master be dragged away by his enemies?" the master roared, playing the emotional card.
And it worked. Yun Feng gritted his teeth, stood up, and pointed his sword at the two warriors, who looked at him indifferently before glancing at Youqi for orders.
