If anyone found out he was making money on the side, he would be a dead man.
A group of disciples stood in a row, silent out of fear. Yang Qi's icy gaze swept over them. "Which imbecile made such a rookie mistake!"
Everyone bowed their heads, but no one stepped forward.
"You all know my temper. If I have to find out who it was myself, there will be hell to pay!"
Yang Qi's voice was deep and low, and the very air seemed to freeze.
But even then, no one stepped forward. Pang Hong and Xie Xian exchanged a glance, each seeing the worry in the other's eyes. Given Yang Qi's relentless personality, this matter likely wouldn't be resolved peacefully.
BANG! The door was pushed open. Pang Hong steeled himself, his mind racing to find an excuse that would get everyone off the hook.
"Master, the truth is..."
