Xia Yanhong was stared at by Situ Zhenjun, a Jindan cultivator, and her hair stood on end. Her face gradually turned pale. Situ Chuan seemed to have frightened her enough and finally asked her, "What's your name? Where do you work?"
His voice was just as gloomy, and there was no harsh questioning, but it made Fu Xiaolu and the others turn pale.
"Senior Brother..." Seeing that Situ Chuan was really angry, Li Yirou stood in the middle, blocking his sight.
Seeing his useless junior brother's expression, Situ Chuan sneered and said very slowly, enunciating each word: "Don't know what's good and what's bad."
After saying that, he turned and left, not forgetting to glare at her before leaving.
At least to give her some face, Li Yiru smiled apologetically at him behind the others' backs.
She turned around and looked back at the four of them. Fu Xiaolu was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking. Zhang Xueyan had always been relatively calm and sober, and his reaction was quick. He hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, I promise she won't say anything nonsense again. Please forgive her."
Li Yirou simply looked at them indifferently, her tone no longer as friendly as it had been at the beginning, instead speaking in a cold and aloof tone, "Brother, I don't mean any harm. He doesn't usually treat people this way. He's just too concerned about me. So I'm the same way. I don't want to hear anything bad about him."
The gentle and amiable young man suddenly seemed so distant. He looked at them with a seemingly calm gaze, but they could all sense his displeasure.
Xia Yanhong seemed to realize only then that the young man, who was originally their junior fellow apprentice, had become much stronger than them in just a few years.
When they first met, he was still reserved, making her feel as if things were still the same as before.
But at this moment, even a glance from her would make her feel terrified. Not to mention, he had his Jindan Senior Brother and Yuanying Master behind him.
How dare she just now! And she was seen by his senior brother. She was almost kicked out of Wuji Palace!
Xia Yanhong cherished her status as an outer sect disciple very much, but they were clearly on an equal footing before, and she couldn't adapt to the situation immediately. She just casually said something, "How could it be so serious?"
Her eyes were red and she was about to cry, but she couldn't utter a word. He was just an inner sect disciple, so how could he be so much more noble than them?
She wasn't looking for trouble with him, she just said a word, but they, they were using their power and cultivation to bully others!
Fu Xiaolu smiled apologetically and stepped forward to smooth things over. "I understand. Yanhong also misunderstood. Hurry up and swear to your uncle that you won't talk nonsense about what happened today." After a pause, she added, "I won't talk nonsense about things in the past either."
Xia Yanhong was reminded by her roommates one after another, and she quickly figured it out, but she was still so scared that her voice was shaking. After promising not to talk about what happened today, she still cried and apologized to Fang Ye, "I'm sorry, uncle, I won't dare to do it again."
After Li Yirou heard them finish speaking, her gaze finally fell on Xia Yanhong's face.
She wiped her tears and wanted to apologize again, but under his unyielding and intimidating gaze, she suddenly couldn't say a word.
Li Yiru felt sorry for her, as she was very much like herself when she first went to Yijian Sect, confused and helpless. Besides, it was just a sentence, so she really didn't take it to heart.
But the senior brother stood up for her, obviously because he felt that an outer disciple dared to ridicule the direct disciple of Patriarch Tiancun in person.
Situ Chuan probably wanted to kick her out of the sect, but Li Yiruo saved her without knowing what was good for her, which embarrassed her senior brother. She couldn't treat her senior brother like this.
Li Yirou deliberately scared her, and in the end, she turned around and left without even saying a word of courtesy.
Initially, he was somewhat delighted to see a few people, but later, all that remained was the unrestrained majesty of a high-ranking cultivator.
Seeing him leave, Zhang Xueyan tapped Xia Yanhong's forehead lightly, and seeing that she was really scared, he wiped her tears.
Alas, it was originally a matter of fate. Who knows, maybe I could really ask Fang for help in the future, but it turned out like this.
The little friendship that existed to begin with was completely exhausted.
That Situ Zhenjun has always been very strict. It was obvious that he wanted to punish her because she was disrespectful to his junior fellow apprentice.
After all, he is the ancestor Tiancun, the most important branch of the sect.
Xia Yanhong dared to treat her own disciple like this. Where did she put the ancestor's face?
If anyone can become the direct disciple of the Yin-Yang ancestors, how will they manage the sect and do things in the alliance in the future?
Fang also stopped him, saying that he didn't blame him and asked his senior brother not to take it to heart. Situ Zhenjun agreed for his sake.
He saved Xia Yanhong and did not want to damage Situ Zhenjun's reputation and appear too harsh and unkind, so he asked them not to talk about what happened today anymore.
Fang didn't say anything more after that, probably meaning that his fate with them was over.
Fu Xiaolu sighed softly and stared at his back in a daze.
I thought he had no temper and was very good-natured, but it turned out that he just cared more about the people he cared about than himself.
Yanhong ridiculed him, but he didn't take it to heart. However, since it made his senior brother worried, he refused to give in.
The cold expression on his face when he stared at Yanhong was enough to frighten them. Their hearts felt like they were being pulled up, beating fast and fast. They were so nervous as if they were facing an irresistible beast and could only give up struggling.
But it was strange that his oppressive feeling was so strong that it made Fu Xiaolu's feelings for him, which had originally stopped, rekindle.
No wonder everyone envied the strong and wanted to be with someone even stronger. His appearance hadn't changed much, yet he seemed to possess a unique charm. How wonderful it would be to be the one he protected.
What if she hadn't minded him finding a Taoist partner back then? Fu Xiaolu was distracted for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. There were no ifs, and he truly had no other thoughts about her.
Situ Chuan was not walking fast, and his spiritual awareness was still lagging behind, but after Li Yiruo warned a few people, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he frowned and left quickly.
Haha, provoking Fang Ye is like kicking cotton.
He has completely disgraced both his master and himself. He really needs to keep him by his side and discipline him again in the future.
"Ayan, if it were you today, what would you do?" Li Yiru returned to the room, activated the formation, took off her mask, and leaned on the couch with him.
She felt like she couldn't breathe, and she didn't like it.
Is it that she always has the mindset of a weak person and cannot understand what a powerful cultivator should do?
"I..." Ji Shiyan paused for a moment, probably knowing that she didn't like this, but he still told the truth, "It's about the same as your senior brother. I might not chase her away, but I will punish her."
"Just because of a sarcastic remark?" Li Yirou once again lamented the cruelty of this world.
You used to joke around together, but in a few years the other person became much taller than you. If you couldn't control your emotions, you would be punished.
She always puts herself in the shoes of the weak, and thinks of her past. If she had made the same mistake, she might have lost a lot, so she feels very pitiful and regretful.
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