Su Yi laughed. “You’d best hurry up and leave.”

Zhou Zhizhen couldn’t help but say, “Young Lord Su, might I ask who in the Great Zhou can ensure your safety if not my imperial father?”

The red-robed elder chimed in too. “Young Lord Su, you’re strong enough to kill even an Earthly Immortal, and it’s true that ordinary dangers cannot threaten you. However, are you truly unaware of just how many perils lurk in the current Jade Capital? I encourage you to reconsider.”

The woman in the ornate dress said, “Young Lord Su, you’re young and promising, with limitless prospects. Why insist on putting yourself in such grave peril? Furthermore, pledging your loyalty to His Majesty and His Third Highness has only many advantages and no disadvantages. If you’re clever, surely you’ll see which choice is best.”

When he saw that the middle-aged man with the saber was about to speak too, Su Yi waved to cut him off. “Farewell. Forgive me for not seeing you out.”

With that, he walked right into the Pinewind Villa. 

“You….” Zhou Zhizhen’s expression darkened.

The red-robed elder snorted, “Young Lord Su, His Third Highness came here to help you. He has only the best of intentions. How can you treat him like this?”

Su Yi paused, turned around, and said coldly, “You just want to...