At the summit of Returning Dragon Mountain.
On the north side of the dojo, only Su Yi stood alone. His azure robes fluttered in the wind, adding a trace of unworldly grace to his simple, unadorned bearing.
The great figures from the River of Destiny all wore undisguised astonishment between their brows.
No one had imagined that Su Yi had been right beneath their noses all along!
Even more absurdly, not one of these old guys had seen through Su Yi's disguise.
Instead, Su Yi himself had simply flipped the table and revealed his identity!
"Wang Zhiwu! You old bastard, how dare you collude with Su Yi and secretly bring him here to attend this gathering? Your heart deserves to be condemned!"
Suddenly, a white-bearded old man in a python robe slapped the table and rose, furiously pointing at the handsome youth.
This old man had been told to scram by the handsome youth on the way here. He had even declared that once the Returning Dragon Mountain gathering was over, the handsome youth had better not leave!
And now, he was the first to attack the handsome youth verbally. His furious roar also jolted everyone present awake.
Indeed, if not for Wang Zhiwu today, how could Su Yi possibly have slipped into this gathering?
Whoosh!
Many gazes turned toward the handsome youth, their expressions hostile.
Who could have imagined that a traitor had emerged from among them?
The handsome youth's cheeks twitched. He immediately rose and sighed. "You have misunderstood. I did not know Su Yi's identity before this either, and I guarantee that I will never wade into today's troubled waters!"
As he spoke, he shot Su Yi a resentful glance, then decisively retreated into the distance, widening the distance between himself and Su Yi.
Su Yi understood