"What?"
Mr. Yancy's face darkened.
He was in charge of the discipline of the Cinnabar Sect and was at the highest cultivation level among all the elders of the Cinnabar Sect besides the sect leader.
Of course.
Relatively speaking, his alchemy skills were a little inferior, or he wouldn't have been assigned to a discipline department.
"Mr. Yancy, the bald man said he was Mr. Zack Lance's disciple, but I suspect that he came from another sect and deliberately provoked the relationship between us and the Could School."
In other’s eyes, John wore the clothes of the Cinnabar Sect, pretended to be a disciple of the Cinnabar Sect, and then went to tease women from Could School. His behaviors were no doubt to drive a wedge between the Cinnabar Sect and the Cloud School.
Mr. Yancy shouted angrily, "How dare you pretend to be a disciple of Mr. Zack Lance! Do you want to die?"