Ye Feng didn’t know anything about this kind of sect, but he made a conjecture that he might belong to any martial arts sect. And as hinted by the skeleton masked man, he quickly understood the situation that his opponents were not these walking deads, but that old man.
“Ga, Ga, Ga.”
Suddenly, at this time, a gloomy and hoarse voice, echoed from all directions : “I am a necromancer! I was actually framed by a traitor, therefore I fled from there. Thanks to the kindheartedness of Cai Shao, who provided shelter to me. Now, I handle matters for him. By the way, I don’t know what’s your name, your Excellency?”
“Mo Jiuge.”