"You and I belong to different sects, so naturally we should each do our best for our respective sects. As for the opportunity to inherit the legacy, it all depends on our own abilities."

"Stop following me!"

"You'd rather take a mortal with you than with me!"

Lin Qian was provoked by the hostile look and lost control, and suddenly said what was hidden in his heart.

However, he didn't expect that these heartfelt words did not move An Qingyu at all, but made his eyebrows and eyes even colder, as if covered with a layer of colder ice.

An Qingyu said word by word: "Why should I be with you?"

"It's my freedom to be with whomever I want. Why should I ask you to say more?"

Besides, based on his own strength, is he worthy of being compared with Tang Yu?

Tang Yu knew that he couldn't get involved at this time, so he watched the confrontation between the two people very attentively.

Yes, that’s right, An Qingyu should be like this.

He should just do what he wants to do.

So what if he's the protagonist?

When An Qingyu retracted his sword and looked at Tang Yu, he saw him nodding in agreement very seriously.

An Qingyu: “?”

Is this play so good?

"Let's go!" An Qingyu pulled Tang Yu away roughly, and Tang Yu almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

But it was just a close call. With An Qingyu there, he certainly wouldn't fall to the ground.

Tang Yu immediately adjusted his pace and followed quickly and obediently.

Although his actions looked fierce, don't think he didn't know that An Qingyu didn't use much strength in his hands.

In other words—

An Qingyu is just a paper tiger with a cold and hard appearance.

Tang Yu smiled and continued to follow in small steps.