Cui Jingyan couldn’t help but say, “Young Lord Su, aren’t you at all afraid?”

This was Naihe Divine Mountain!

And there was more than one Emperor in residence here!

Given the circumstances, anyone who’d received such news should have felt as if they were sitting upon a bed of needles: terrified and ill at ease.

But Su Yi seemed calm and completely unshakeable.

“Would being afraid help?” he asked.

Cui Jingyan bit her red lips, then said a bit apologetically, “Earlier, when I tried to dissuade those old-timers, I didn’t reveal anything about my jade pendant. That is to say, aside from me, the Ninth Libationer, and Xue Ye, no one else knows that my grandfather attaches great importance to you.”

The way she saw it, had she revealed this secret, the sect’s old-timers would have restrained themselves a little.

But she nonetheless chose not to. Secrets were secrets because they weren’t to be made public.

It was bad enough that the Ninth Libationer and Xue Ye knew about this. Cui Jingyan was already worried that her grandfather would reprimand her over it.

But against Cui Jingyan’s expectations, Su Yi smiled, seemingly gratified. “You’ve done...