Yan Renjie had always believed he was born for the sword, a prodigy of the Sword Dao! It was just his martial arts realm that lagged a bit behind. But still, for someone his age to reach the early Master Stage... who else could compare?!
Then he met the heaven-defying Lin Tang. The saying was true: comparison is the thief of joy. Yan Renjie felt like he had wasted his entire life. To think he'd been so pleased with himself when he broke through to the Master Stage, even planning to return to Jiangbei for revenge. How laughable!
Just as Yan Renjie was lost in despair, Yan Luoyang's expression suddenly soured.
"Hmph!"
Mu Fan, who was sitting beside him and seemed to be listening intently to something, turned to glance at him. "What's wrong?"
"That damned Lin Tang," Yan Luoyang said. "He used some trick to sever my connection to Lee Encai. If they move now, I won't be able to track their location."
