“Sixth Highness, aren’t you worried that Su Yi’s brutality will bring you endless trouble?” Kang Shanjing fixed his cold gaze on Zhou Zhili. “If His Majesty discovers that you allowed your companion to engage in wanton slaughter and that you brought chaos and devastation to the Imperatorial Provincial Capital, what will he think of you?”

First, he rebuked Su Yi. Now, he was warning Zhou Zhili. It was clear that he assumed that Su Yi dared kill like that with Zhou Zhili’s permission. 

Zhou Zhili was momentarily stunned. Then, he was so angry that he burst into laughter. “What does our Tea Party have to do with you, a member of the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect? Who do you think you are, rebuking me and my Brother Su?”

But Su Yi only sighed. “Why waste words with someone about to die?”

Clang!

The hum of a sword rang out. 

Su Yi shifted his wrists, and Guiding Mysteries arced, slicing through the air and toward Kang Shanjing.

Simple and to the point.

Even Kang Shanjing was caught off guard. Earlier, he dared argue with vehemence and indignation because he thought that his status would be enough to make Su Yi rein it in a little.

Who'd have thought that Su Yi would attack without so much as a wasted word?

But then, Kang Shanjing lived up to his reputation as a member...