After he finished speaking.
Ye Liuyun's lips curled into a slight smile.
Yun Hu, who was clearly shaken, hurriedly retreated several steps.
"You lunatic!"
Damn it, where did this reckless idiot come from—are you really that stubborn or just clueless?
Do you even know what Nine Thousand Years means? How dare you actually make a move?
"Ye Liuyun, your cultivation might be decent, but my foster father is a Grandmaster. No matter how strong you are, do you think you're stronger than a Grandmaster?"
"..."
Ye Liuyun didn't respond, just narrowed his eyes slightly.
Indeed, the path to growing stronger can never stop for even a moment.
"If you don't leave with me this time, next time it'll be my foster father himself coming."
Ye Liuyun said nothing, but his look began to shift. Maybe, this time he really would have to leave Great Qian. But before leaving, some things should be settled more thoroughly.
With Ye Liuyun silent, the atmosphere around grew much more oppressive.
