"You dare say I'm unreliable?" The cold, telepathic voice immediately expressed its displeasure.
Li Ye broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't dare let his mind wander any further. The voice communicating with him was like a god; it knew even the deepest thoughts in his heart.
"This disciple was too greedy..." Cold sweat streamed down Li Ye's forehead. He was genuinely humbled now. Scared.
Thousands of years ago, a disciple had caused a ruckus here. When the elders tried to stop him, the disciple, relying on his family's status, ignored their warnings and did as he pleased. A bolt of lightning then descended from the heavens and struck him dead on the spot.
The incident shocked the entire Honglou Sect, and from then on, no one dared to be insolent here ever again.
