After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
"Benevolent one..."
Jiang Lan was momentarily stunned, a chill running down his spine.
Nevertheless, he forced himself to keep a steady countenance, glancing at the three people around him:
"Alright, since you've found me, let's get going."
"Please hold on, Master Jiang."
One of them said this, then took out a Fire Meteor from his bosom, casually lit the fuse, and watched as a streak of red light soared skyward.
It suddenly exploded mid-air.
Jiang Lan watched silently, without saying a word.
The three people surrounded him, the circle tightening.
All six eyes were fixed on Jiang Lan.
At this moment, Jiang Lan frowned:
"What are you doing?"
The three exchanged glances, and suddenly one of them spoke:
"Master Jiang, the Hall Master has said, henceforth, you are not to return to the Dark Dragon Hall."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Lan's brow knitted tightly: "What does this mean? How dare you!!"
