Freed from the grip, Zhong Yan quickly rubbed his neck and coughed twice.
"Elder He, you really need to get your Town Martial Department people in line! They can't even take a joke. He was trying to kill me!" Zhong Yan complained hurriedly.
Old He shot him a glance. "You ran your mouth, and now you're blaming someone else?"
"Alright, sit down. How has the Elder Celestial Master's health been recently?"
"My master? He's not on the mountain!" Zhong Yan replied quickly, taking a seat next to Yang Biao.
Who in the Huawu Alliance didn't know that the Elder Celestial Master had gone to the Southeast Battlefield?
Who in the entire New District didn't know?
Otherwise, would those men in black have chosen to attack Dragon Tiger Mountain only when the Elder Celestial Master was away?
For Old He to ask this was, frankly, playing dumb.
He gave an awkward laugh. "I've been so busy with things lately, it completely slipped my mind!"
