Chapter 152: Muddying the Waters to Catch Fish

The colors subsided, and Yang Ge strode across the hundred-yard lake as if on flat ground.

"Second Master!"

The two hundred elite members of the Qingmu Hall from the Ming Sect gathered at the shore, hurriedly greeting him with clasped fists in respect.

Yang Ge bowed in all directions, returning the greeting, "I have troubled my brothers to endure winds and sleep in the dew for three months. I am most uneasy and endlessly grateful!"

"Second Master, you flatter us!"

"It's an honor for us to protect you, Second Master!"

"Why are you being so polite with us, huh…"

The elite members of the Qingmu Hall joyously chattered in response.

Yang Ge couldn't help but smile, "Fine, let's not stand on ceremony. Brothers, get the cooking utensils ready, I will cook for you myself today…"

From the edge of the crowd, father and son of the Yang Family had struggled mightily to make their way to the front.