"It is indeed quite strange." Yang Ruxin took a deep breath, "If someone controlled the mind, but controlling it for ten years, that's just too..."
"What should we do then?"
"Hehe." Yang Ruxin chuckled, "What do you mean what to do? Anyway, soldiers come, we'll use generals to counter them; water comes, we'll use earth to cover it. If you want to know what's going on, just wait and see."
"Makes sense." Yu Qingge pondered for a moment and then nodded.
Somewhere in the backyard of the Tang Sect.
"Young Master." Tang Kun clasped his hands and bowed to Song San.
"Do you think they'll believe you?" Song San raised his eyes.
Tang Kun smirked slightly, "Though they're half-believing and half-doubting, at least they won't act rashly for now."
Song San smiled, "But next, I still need to give you a little push."
