Ye Xuan ignored them.
He acted as if he hadn't heard or seen anything, completely disregarding Yang Kuangdao, and with a helpless, carefree expression, he looked at Ye Xiaoying and said with a bitter smile, "If you don't have any skills, don't come out and embarrass yourself next time. Just stand aside."
Everyone: "..."
He's having a meltdown at you, and you're flirting here?
Ye Xiaoying's face turned red, angrily glared at Ye Xuan, but lacked the strength to argue, could only grit her teeth and retreat to one side.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan finally lifted his head, beginning to seriously regard Yang Kuangdao.
"What did you just say? That I despise the rules of the Wulin Tournament and look down on the entire martial arts world?" Ye Xuan asked with a faint smile.
Yang Kuangdao roared angrily, "Isn't it true? Your actions are seen by all inside and outside the martial arts world!"
"Sorry, I really can't admit to this slander."
