"What is going on here? Explain it to me!" Yue Mingluan demanded, his face contorted in confusion.
"It's like this..." Xoung He began, explaining how more than 200 disciples had gathered in one place and were led by a senior figure to a labyrinth, with the promise of finding an inheritance. The senior had also promised additional rewards to those who made the greatest contribution.
As Xoung He's words sank in, Yue Mingluan's face twisted into a scowl, his brows furrowing with displeasure. Suddenly, everything made sense, and he felt like he had just broken through a dense fog of confusion.
"The senior that Xoung He mentioned is nothing but a duplicitous agent of the opposing faction," Yue Mingluan snarled, his voice dripping with contempt.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!