CHAPTER 1027: CHAPTER 1025: 500,000 TAELS

Yang Yibin watched the crowd eating meat and chatting joyfully, feeling as if he had swallowed a fly in anger, thinking that the one called Xiao Five was intentionally trying to mess with him and deliberately holding him back.

But upon closer inspection, that guy wasn’t paying any attention to him. Instead, he really had to go out with them; otherwise, if he walked out alone, he might truly get recognized.

Yang Yibin pressed his abdomen and gritted his teeth; he endured, just a little longer.

After it took so long for the group to finish eating and head back to the entrance, Yang Yibin breathed a sigh of relief. Once he was out, Cloud Fort would eventually be in his grasp, and the humilities he had suffered would be returned one by one.

Cloud Fort would ultimately be his and would be led by him to glory. Those stubborn old fogies, huh.

"Yun Feiyang."

Yang Yibin suddenly heard this name, and his mind went blank, his heart jumping wildly. Yet he did not turn his head but instead pretended not to have heard and calmly walked back.

The gate was near; he was about to step out. After waiting for half a year, he finally got such a chance, and he couldn’t let it go to waste.

"Hey, I’m calling you, stop pretending!" Wufu said coolly behind him.

Except for Ah Jiu and Chi Liu, along with Master Gui, everyone was a bit dumbfounded. Who is Yun Feiyang? Who is Wufu calling?

"Yang Yibin, Yun Feiyang, 500,000 taels."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yibin could no longer pretend he hadn’t heard it and stopped in his tracks, slowly turning around, squinting his eyes.

The faces of those around him slightly changed; Chi Yi and the others leaped to surround him without thinking.

Nobody was a fool; the Yang Yibin in front of them had just changed his expression, and he was no longer the dull, honest, somewhat panicked, and frightened person supposedly from Green Sword Villa.

"How did you find out?" Yang Yibin, or rather, Yun Feiyang, glared coldly at Wufu.

Wufu giggled: "So it’s really you. You’re asking how I knew? I naturally guessed!"

Yun Feiyang’s face turned green: "You’re playing me!"

"I wouldn’t dare!" Wufu shrugged: "It’s just that I don’t really believe in coincidences."

Though she said she didn’t dare, everyone felt she was very daring; otherwise, was her teasing along the way not a form of play?

"The people from Green Sword Villa indeed came in." Yun Feiyang said through gritted teeth, thinking he had fooled this group, yet who would have thought from start to finish, they were playing him. How could he not be furious?

"I believe you; the real Yang Yibin was killed by you, right?" Wufu said coldly: "That’s why you said such pitiful words."

Yun Feiyang laughed heartily and said, "That’s right, you’re very clever. That useless guy was indeed killed by me. His master lost his life to save him, and he still wanted to die, so I sent him on his way."

"You’re a murderer!" Tie Hanyang’s face changed drastically.

Yun Feiyang glanced at him coldly, then glared at Wufu: "You are very clever. But, hasn’t anyone told you that clever people usually die quickly?" These words hadn’t fully fallen when his figure flashed bizarrely, pouncing towards Wufu, raising a hand with a black aura, eerie and sinister.

"Poison Demon Palm!" Ren Zhengyang exclaimed: "You’ve practiced the evil technique."

"You’re quite knowledgeable, but all of you must die!" Yun Feiyang snorted coldly, his hand already reaching for Wufu’s chest.

"Don’t let him touch you." Ren Zhengyang shouted.

Wufu wasn’t dumb; Yun Feiyang was indeed fast, but she was prepared. Her body tilted back, while her wrist flicked up, sending a sleeve arrow directly toward Yun Feiyang’s face.

Yun Feiyang sneered and twisted his body to avoid the sleeve arrow, just about to re-circulate his energy, but suddenly noticed something was wrong, falling from mid-air.