"But..."
"But what?"
Cao Ying looked at Lu Yunxiao curiously.
"But we can't remain indifferent, either."
"Don't go looking for trouble, but don't be afraid of it, either."
"If no one bothers us, then so be it. But if someone fails to recognize their place and comes looking for us, we must not show the slightest mercy."
Clenching his fist, Lu Yunxiao spoke calmly.
His nature had always been forceful.
He could not possibly let others bully him without striking back.
Having cultivated the Sword Dao, he had never lacked methods of slaughter.
If Soul Hall behaved itself, then so be it.
But if there were truly scum who tried to take advantage of the situation and strike from the shadows, he would not mind sending them on their way.
After all, if they insisted on delivering themselves to his doorstep to die, he could hardly refuse.
"Young Master Lu, you're right."
Cao Ying nodded, deeply agreeing with him.
She was not some indiscriminately kind person either. If someone truly wanted to make a move against them, she would certainly not hold back.
"Of course, we'll mainly have to rely on Young Master Lu. Ying'er's strength is meager, so I might not be able to help much."
Changing the subject, Cao Ying stuck out her tongue and said with a sweet smile.
The people Soul Hall could send to participate in the Pill Gathering were likely far from ordinary. She truly could do little against them.
Though she was indeed an eighth-grade alchemist, her cultivation was only at the Dou Zong level.
Against Dou Zun-level experts, she was still insignificant.
"Miss Cao Ying only needs to shout '666.'"
Lu Yunxiao smiled faintly and turned his head aside.
"666?"
Cao Ying's bright, large eyes fluttered, her gaze filled with surprise and