"If the people from Iron Sword Sect were to find out, this fortuneteller wouldn't live to see the next sunrise."
Lu Yuan didn't think that the people from Iron Sword Sect would let go of someone who had slandered their Sect Leader and tarnished their reputation.
Even though the fortuneteller only said a couple of harsh words, too loose with his tongue.
But don't you know, what kind of people are those who wander in the Jianghu?
Despite the fact that Iron Sword Sect appeared a proper and orthodox sect in Jianghu, well-known good forces, they usually did some evil-exterminating and way-defending deeds to keep up appearances.
But when it comes down to it, they are also a bunch of desperate people who rely on killing for a living.
Otherwise, where would the Black Wolf Gang have come from?
"So, either this fortuneteller doesn't care about his life or he's pretty confident he can handle the repercussions of his words," Lu Yuan realized after the initial shock.
