Ling Kongyun chuckled. "It seems you also have a bone to pick with Zhaang Ye, my friend. Might I ask your name?"
The long-robed youth gave Ling Kongyun a cold glance and said, "After we join forces to kill Zhaang Ye, we go our separate ways. Therefore, you have no need to know my identity. And you're not worthy of knowing it, either."
A flicker of anger crossed Ling Kongyun's eyes. However, Ling Kongyun was a man of deep schemes; the moment the anger appeared, he immediately suppressed it. He chuckled again and said, "Since you are unwilling to reveal your name, my friend, I won't press the matter. For now, let's discuss how we can kill Zhaang Ye cleanly and efficiently."
The long-robed youth slowly nodded. He had fought Zhaang Ye before and knew firsthand how formidable he was. Thus, he decisively set aside his pride and agreed to join forces with Ling Kongyun.
