Huang Donglai's "Get up" wasn't a command to stand but to sit up.
Jiang Muchan understood this, so he merely crossed his legs and twisted his waist to sit up slowly before staying motionless.
Of course, sitting still didn't mean he couldn't speak.
After settling down, Jiang Muchan, seemingly fearless of the sword resting against his neck, spoke with a smile, "I originally thought that aside from the Sect Hierarch Fire Lotus Immortal from your Fire Lotus Sect who has some capability, the rest including the Hall Masters were all useless, no more than rice bags. But it turns out... there is indeed a master like yourself."
He had said this tentatively.
But little did he know, the two men dressed in "holy robes" of the Fire Lotus Sect weren't actually members, so his words inadvertently revealed much about himself.
