"Yellow, red, white and black four rings, five elders."

Yuwen Xiaobao nodded, turned around and walked back to Bai Muzhi, saying:

"Brother Bai, you ask, they and I will leave for a while. After you ask, you roar and we will come back."

"Xiaobao." Bai Muzhi looked at Yuwen Xiaobao, shook his head, and said:

"Xiaobao doesn't need to leave. Brother Bai's life belongs to Xiaobao. Is there anything else that Xiaobao shouldn't know?"

After saying that, Bai Muzhi turned around and looked at the man in black and said:

"Tell me, what is my identity in the Netherworld Valley, and why did I become what you call a traitor? Also, how did I die on the beach?"

"It seems that you have completely forgotten the past." Guo Feng looked at Bai Muzhi and sighed slightly, and then continued:

"You are the ring master of the White Ring, one of the four rings of the Netherworld Valley. Sixteen years ago, there was civil strife in the Netherworld Valley. You, the White Ring, were completely killed and your bodies were thrown into the sea. Unexpectedly, you did not die."

"Civil strife? Please tell me more details." Bai Muzhi stared at Guo Feng. Guo Feng glanced at Yuwen Xiaobao and the others. Although he was reluctant, he continued honestly:

"At that time, the elders in the valley had disagreements over whether to continue to live in seclusion in the valley, and they were divided into two factions. Many disciples in the valley were also divided into two factions. Afterwards, there was a fight, and blood flowed like a river. You are

Those who 'died' in that fight." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!