'That brat!'
'He sure hid himself well!'
When they heard Happy's familiar voice, Young Lonely Black, Young Lonely White, and Young Lonely Seven gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts.
*****
When it came to lying in wait, none of the people from the seven great system-allocated sects who entered the royal mausoleum, regardless of whether it was Soaring Tiger Sect, Hidden Soul Guild, or the beautiful mistresses from Emei Sect, could match up to Happy.
His blue robes were very inconspicuous when he mixed into the sects whose members were dressed in various clothes. He had also wiped his face with the blood from the battles just then and ruined his handsome face for no reason. It made him no different from a Beggar's Sect disciple. However, he had not taken any action since the start. He wore an Iron Ring, and anyone in the group had much better equipment than him.
