Loading...
Su Ying’s charming smile resurfaced. “Daoist Qi, there’s no need to stand on ceremony. Please, have a seat.”
Qi Xuansu straightened up and glanced at Su Ying. Although Su Ying was not as aggressive as Zhang Yuyue, he keenly noticed her hostile tone.
However, Qi Xuansu had expected this, so he did not say much and sat next to Zhang Yuelu.
Su Ying chuckled and asked, “Daoist Qi, are you Qing Xiao’s subordinate?”
“Yes.” Qi Xuansu spoke calmly. “I am a deacon of Tiangang Hall, currently a seventh-rank Daoist priest. My master passed away long ago, and I’m not related to the Qi family of the Quanzhen Sect.”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Su Ying questioned, “I’m not a Daoist priest from Beichen Hall interrogating a prisoner. It was just a casual question, so why bother telling me so much? I won’t be able to remember it anyway. Are you harboring resentment toward me?”
Before Qi Xuansu could answer, Zhang Yuelu interjected. “Since your brain is not working, you should stop talking so as not to waste our time.”
Su Ying’s expression changed slightly before it returned to normal. “Qing Xiao, why are you so rude to me in front of outsiders?”
Zhang Yuelu retorted. “You just said that you like my...
Unlock free chapters every day
Bookmark your novel and never lose track of your progress
Share your thoughts with your favorite translator in the comments.
