Chapter 113: Helian Tie Lan! Intercepting halfway!_2

Wang Chong's eyes revealed a venomous resentment.

He was far from genuinely reverent of Zhao Honglie, despite appearances. Consider this: being captured, locked in a dark chamber, tortured endlessly without seeing the light of day, and later released only to be poisoned—how could he possibly submit sincerely?

For now, it was merely because he couldn't afford to provoke Zhao Honglie.

If someday Wang Chong rose to power, he would undoubtedly exact ruthless revenge.

Wang Chong sat in a tea house in the distance, his gaze fixed on the corner.

There.

A mark he had left—a peculiar flame-shaped insignia. Though drawn in a few simple strokes, it was strikingly conspicuous. This was one of the low-level means used by Holy Sect followers to contact one another. As for the more advanced methods, Wang Chong had no knowledge of them, since he was only ever a peripheral member of the sect.

If any nearby Holy Sect followers spotted the mark, they would naturally respond.