Upon hearing the words "Cyan Bamboo Ridge," the expressions of Yao Wang and his men changed drastically.
"What is your relationship with Cyan Bamboo Ridge?" Yao Wang asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Ya smiled, "Not much really, just a debt to settle with Cyan Bamboo Ridge."
"So there's a grudge?" Yao Wang caught the implication and immediately pursued it.
"You could say that."
Only then did Yao Wang let out a long breath and said slowly, "To be honest, we also have a grudge with Cyan Bamboo Ridge."
"Oh? What kind of grudge?"
"We have been stationed at Jade Pine Mountain, which lies at the border of Wuxiang City and Guangqing City. We had no conflicts with Cyan Bamboo Ridge."
"But two months ago, Cyan Bamboo Ridge launched a sudden attack, catching us off guard. We suffered heavy losses and even lost our longtime base. Helplessly, we fled Wuxiang City and ended up here."
Zhao Ya observed in secret and noticed the anger on Yao Wang's face seemed genuine, not feigned, so he asked.
