Yuan Luoxi and company all picked up on the displeasure in Zhang Yuanxing’s tone. It caught them all off guard. This guy sure has gall. How can he talk to Mystic Master Su like that?

Then, they seemed to realize something. Zhang Yuanxing most likely doesn’t understand Mystic Master Su’s capabilities, just like us when we first met him…

A strange light shone in Yuan Luoxi’s eyes. Indescribable shame and discomfort coursed through her. When she first met Su Yi, she was far more brazen than Zhang Yuanxing was now. Looking back, I was really stupid…

Cheng Wuyong coughed dryly and explained, “Young Master Zhang, you’ve misunderstood. We and Mys—... Young Lord Su were just traveling together.”

As he spoke, he suddenly recalled Su Yi’s warning against revealing what had happened in Mother Ghost Ridge. That was why he changed Su Yi’s title from “Mystic Master” to “Young Lord.”

“Is that really the case?” Zhang Yuanxing was stunned, and he didn’t seem fully convinced.

“Zhang Yuanxing, is my business with Young Lord Su any of your concern? Actually, I’m the one who ought to be asking questions. Why are you here?” Yuan Luoxi furrowed her brow and interrogated him coldl...