An Yiqing paused her movements, turned her head to look at Xiao Yu, and frowned.
"Is your master the emperor? Just because he wants to see me, do I have to go meet him?"
Ye Chenghong, who had been silent, twitched his lips. If there were no outsiders present, he would have burst into laughter.
Xiao Yu's face darkened, and his gaze towards An Yiqing grew even colder.
"My master is the Sect Leader of the Han Clan, not someone you can insult on a whim! Watch your words!"
An Yiqing raised her eyebrows, giving Xiao Yu a cold look.
"I am the next Sect Leader of the Medicine Sect, and not just anyone can see me at their convenience! Mr. Xiao, please understand that this is Xuandu Grand Hotel, not your Han Clan! It's not the ancient times over a thousand years ago! If you have no other business, please leave early. During the competition, excessive interaction with participants is prohibited, it's not a good look."
