"Junior Brother, save me!"
The final cry was laced with an obvious urgency, and even a tremor, as if the person outside was facing some kind of crisis.
But that wasn't what Yang An was focused on. It was the person's identity.
'Sixth Senior Brother?'
Lacking any information about the sect's disciples, Yang An naturally couldn't take the person at his word.
Who barges in on someone late at night, not to mention immediately begging for help?
There were no normal people in the Life Crane Sect. Even if this Sixth Senior Brother was real, he definitely wasn't normal.
So, without a second thought, Yang An said:
"Since it's Sixth Senior Brother who has come to visit, I should welcome you with open arms. However, it's already late. How about we wait until dawn tomorrow to talk?"
If the person had any sense, he'd know this was a clear rejection and would leave.
If he didn't take the hint, then Yang An would have no choice but to shout for help himself...
