Being Left with No Choice

Waves surged on the sea surface as a speedboat whizzed towards Saipan. Several hundreds of meters away from the speedboat was a liner where Tang Xiu was standing quietly on the bow deck with hands behind his back, watching the speedboat gradually disappear at the horizon.

"Do you really feel at ease, Sect Master?"

Mo Awu looked a bit different. He knew very well about Will Art. He never believed that this fella would just honestly keep his word.

Tang Xiu sported a smile and asked, "Do you know why I let that old devil leave with Will Art?"

"You don't want to bring Demonfreak geezer to Nine Dragons Island?" asked Mo Awu.

"That's one reason," replied Tang Xiu lightly. "Demonfreak geezer isn't one of ours yet. Even if he is sincere to work for us, it will take a long time to test him. Nine Dragons Island is our stronghold and the holy ground of the Tang Sect. It must not be easily exposed before we have become the most powerful force in the world."