Yang Province. The Celestial Yang Mountain Range. A secret chamber on the main peak of the Lieyang Sect.
Hex Tai sat in the seat of honor, his face livid.
Before him stood two black-robed figures, side by side. They wore masks, obscuring their features, and looked down on him condescendingly.
"Fellow Daoist Hex, have you still not made up your mind? I've given you ample time to consider. If you keep dragging this out, my patience will run out." One of the black-robed men stepped forward, his tone menacing, his blood-red eyes glinting with an unnatural light.
Hex Tai was, after all, a Purple Mansion Cultivator who held the power of life and death over an entire sect. This long period of feigning civility had already caused a fire to smolder within him. Now, hearing the black-robed man's threat, that suppressed rage finally erupted.
