The two of them stared at one another as the fake Yu Weimin chuckled and said, "I've heard you've got yourself another tail back in the sect. Is that true?"
Perhaps the person he was mentioning was the sect master's disciple. Liu Yang pursed his lips, but he didn't open his mouth to explain himself.
After all, he had indeed done something outside of expectations. He did indeed fall for someone else. How could he still continue to blame his disciple?
So he took a deep breath and said, "Come back with me. There's still time."
The man in the mask chuckled and shook his head. "It's too late, Liu Yang. I have changed my ways, and I'm no longer the disciple once you took care of."
Liu Yang's heart felt a trace of discomfort when he heard his own name being called out by that person. He raised his head and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he eventually closed his mouth and shook his head.
"I'm asking you for the last time. Will you come?"
"What if I refuse?"
