736: Raising tigers is asking for trouble

The man behind the ghost face mask was none other than Gold Respect, who sneered, "It seems you would be delighted if I had died out there. That way, wouldn't you have absolute control within Shenglong Hall?"

The man stiffened for a moment, "Where is this coming from, Brother? When we made a blood oath back in Jiangnan, if it weren't for you, Brother, we would have been wiped out by the Dayuan scoundrels by now."

"If only that had happened, I might have had fewer worries," Gold Respect retorted.

This smiling tiger named Yi Yan was filled with sinister hues. It seemed that Gold Respect was giving him no quarter, opposing him at every turn.

Could it be that Gold Respect still thinks Shenglong Hall is the same as it was two years ago?

"Master!" A woman with a sturdy frame, though with dark skin, had a scar seared on her face by a hot iron, forming the character for "slave."