"Hahaha!" Yusof's demeanor was no longer submissive. Instead, he was openly gloating. "Master Skry, I can't believe an elder of the Holy Saint Sect like you would fall for a simple trick like this. Lu Dongbin would be ashamed if he were to find out."

He then clapped his hand, and the guards who had stayed hidden in the back courtyard immediately rushed forward and aimed their arrows at Master Skry.

Yusof was feeling immensely happy with himself. 'So what if he's some skilled fighter from the Holy Saint Sect? He's still no match for me!' he thought. He was not worried that Master Skry would try to escape since the poison he ingested would spread to his internal organs soon.

There was no way to save Master Skry unless Yusof gave him the antidote that he alone knew how to concoct.

"You!" Master Skry was in a sea of burning rage, and his eyes became blood red. He glared at Yusof and said, "You're Yusof!" There was wrath and regret in his tone.

"I was too careless!" Master Skry chastis