Fang Yi had already finished interrogating the young man in white. He was about to light up a cigarette when he suddenly heard a fierce shout. Turning his head, he saw three young men in white standing there, glaring at him with fury.
Fang Yi gave the three a once-over and could tell they held a noticeably higher status than the young man in white he had caught. When Fang Yi had been asking this young man about the internal affairs of the Sky Sword Sect, he hadn't been able to answer some questions. Fang Yi had been worrying about this when, unexpectedly, three more people had shown up.
Fang Yi smirked, a somewhat sly expression forming on his face.
"May I ask if the three of you are true disciples of the Sky Sword Sect?" Fang Yi said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Indeed!" one of the three said coldly, "You dare to lay a hand on a disciple of the Sky Sword Sect, are you seeking death?"
The other two looked at Fang Yi coolly.
