Things unfolded much as everyone had guessed. When Shen Yi walked up to Qin Jishi, Jiang Zheng's eye twitched... and he followed close behind.
Who was this man?
Hmph!
He actually dared question the Jiang Family. He truly did not know whether he was dead or alive.
"Boy, what are you supposed to be? You dare doubt the authenticity of the Soul-Returning Grass? A lowly nobody like you has ever seen Soul-Returning Grass?"
"Hmph!"
The more Jiang Zheng acted this way, the more it proved that he had a guilty conscience.
Qin Jishi merely gave a cold laugh, not angered by his words in the slightest.
In his eyes, Jiang Zheng was not worth mentioning. No matter what he said, it would all be in vain.
Qin Jishi's attitude clearly stoked Jiang Zheng's fury.
Damn it!
Even if he could not cultivate, Jiang Zheng was still the dignified young master of the Jiang Family. Yet now, he was being scorned so openly by some unknown brat. Wouldn't people laugh their heads off if word got out?
Just as Jiang Zheng's face darkened and he was about to vent his anger on Qin Jishi—
Shen Yi suddenly spoke. "How did you find this place?"
When she had saved Qin Jishi, he had been unconscious and had never even seen her. That inevitably left her puzzled.
"Hehe!" Qin Jishi smiled. "Thanks to your maid. If not for her, I truly would not have known who my life-saving benefactor was."
Qiao'er?
Shen Yi was initially stunned, then an even deeper look of confusion rose on her face.
"Were you conscious at the time?"
"..."
What a joke. No one knew Qin Jishi's injuries better than Shen Yi. Under those circumstances... how could he possibly have retained consciousness?
Noticing Shen Yi's doubts, Qin Jishi