Su Yi halted and turned around.
It was only a simple turn.
Yet in that instant, something incredible happened. The three Taiji Realm figures charging toward him with murderous intent suddenly stopped dead halfway.
Every one of their expressions changed drastically.
Fuck!
It was that Su fellow!
Cold sweat the size of soybeans broke out across the foreheads of the three Supreme Mystery Grade experts. Their backs turned icy, and their faces stiffened.
Meanwhile, their earlier angry curses still echoed through the air.
The scene became exceedingly bizarre.
Su Yi smiled. "You told me to get lost?"
"A misunderstanding!"
The black-robed elder at the forefront gave a dry laugh. "We never expected to encounter Emperor Su here. We were offensive earlier, and we hope you will forgive us."
Another hurriedly said, "Consider that precious herb a token of our goodwill. Please accept it, Emperor Su."
"Exactly, exactly!"
The third person nodded repeatedly.
It was obvious that they were deeply wary of Su Yi.
In the distance, even the Silver Centipede seemed to sense that something was wrong. It did not continue its pursuit, and its lantern-like eyes were filled with suspicion.
He was merely a Taihe Grade youth. Was he worth such fear?
"Whom do you serve?" Su Yi asked.
The black-robed elder hurriedly replied, "We are all envoys serving at the side of Divine Son Wen An."
Wen An.
It was a very unfamiliar name for a Divine Son.
Su Yi thought for a moment, then said, "Leave behind the treasures on you, and you may go."
The black-robed elder and the other two exchanged glances. Though somewhat reluctant, they ultimately hurriedly took out every treasure they carried.
"May I ask whether Emperor Su is satisfied?" the black-robed elder asked cautiously.
Su Yi nodded. "Go."
At once, the three