The emergence of an expert who could defeat the City Lord when they needed him the most was too coincidental. Yan Hao couldn't believe a pie would fall in their lap from the sky.
Even though he was convinced of Hu Bei's ability, he was suspicious of his allegiance.
"Clan Master Hu, if your First Seat had participated in the Tribute Tournament, there was no way the City Lord could've secured victory. And your Third Seat might be alive as well."
Sect Master Yan probed, hoping to get more background information about this mysterious guy.
"There is no need to ask in a roundabout way. I failed to return in time because I was trapped in an ancient vault of a declined Sect. My absence has caused much grief to the Clan. So, it would be better if you don't mention our late brother."
Hu Bei answered, his eyes glaring fiercely at the nosy Sect Master.
