Nangong Yunhai looked at Chu Ge with a mix of fear, gratitude, and relief.
Thankful that he hadn't truly burnt bridges with Chu Ge before, grateful that Chu Ge didn't hold his past rashness against him.
"What's going on!" Tang Batian also became alert.
"Captain, it's him! It's him!" The man lying on the ground glared at Chu Ge, although he hadn't seen clearly how Chu Ge had dislocated his arm, but he did see that it was Chu Ge who made the move.
Following this man's statement, other disciples of the Tang Sect in attendance surrounded Chu Ge along the riverbank.
Tang Batian slightly narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the young man, "What's your name?"
Chu Ge curled his lips into a smile, "Chu Ge."
"You're not from around here, are you?"
Chu Ge nodded, "I am the assistant brought by Huo Tianqian."
