At that moment, Liu Shangfei gripped a Dao sword, his aura locked onto Su Yi, killing intent permeating the entire hall.
Zhan Lin stepped forward and stood before Luo Yun Xiu, his gaze fixed warily on Su Yi.
All this made Luo Yun Xiu so furious that he nearly coughed up blood.
Did his words carry no weight at all in the eyes of these old guys?
Yet Su Yi remained seated, as composed as ever.
He first drained the tea in his hand in one gulp, then slowly rose to his feet.
In that instant, sword intent surged from Liu Shangfei.
A jade pearl appeared between Zhan Lin's five fingers, as if he might strike at any moment!
But Su Yi ignored it all. Instead, he sighed softly and said to Luo Yun Xiu, "This shows that your reputation in the sect has never been very good."
Luo Yun Xiu's face flushed crimson at once.
Just as he was about to say something, Third Elder Mo Yu suddenly spoke. "Forget it. For Yun Xiu's sake, hand over the Mottled Divine Nectar."
Everyone was stunned.
Liu Shangfei frowned. "Third Elder..."
Mo Yu waved his hand. "It is obvious that Yun Xiu attaches great importance to this matter. We must give him this favor."
He turned to Zhan Lin. "Go fetch the Mottled Divine Nectar."
Zhan Lin was clearly extremely bewildered, but he did not dare defy the order and hurried away at once.
Only then did Luo Yun Xiu let out a long breath, though his expression remained ugly. What did they mean, giving him face? He had clearly been saving their lives!!
Witnessing this, Su Yi merely smiled and said nothing.
Before long, Zhan Lin returned and handed Luo Yun Xiu a jade bottle containing the Mottled Divine Nectar.