"Young Master Qian Shui, Miss Ni Xiang'en, are you planning to stick your hands into this as well?" Lin Bai asked, his expression somewhat cold as he looked at the two of them.
Young Master Qian Shui hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Brother Dongfang, I'm only here to watch the battle between the Demon Sword and the Demonic Sword. As for anything else, I won't involve myself at all!"
Ni Xiang'en chuckled. "So am I. Brother Dongfang, there's no need to guard against Young Master Qian Shui and me. Since we've already decided not to intervene, we certainly won't commit the despicable act of ambushing someone like certain petty villains!"
Young Master Qian Shui also nodded slightly.
Taking advantage of Young Master Qian Shui and Ni Xiang'en's arrival, Young Master Hu Long adjusted his injuries. He rose to his feet and said coldly, "Miss Ni Xiang'en, aren't you being a little too presumptuous? Who are you calling a petty villain?"
Ni Xiang'en curled her lips without answering. Her pretty face wore a mocking smile, as if she were saying: Your skin is really thick. You actually have the nerve to ask?
Zhang Jianxing looked at Young Master Hu Long and said coldly in a stiff voice, "People say a tree lives by its bark and a person lives by his face, but how did you become so shameless?"
Young Master Hu Long looked at Zhang Jianxing and said coldly, "This is a grudge between Dongfang Bai and me. Zhang Jianxing, what does it have to do with you? Why are you meddling in matters that don't concern you?"
Young Master Xingchen and Crown Prince Feiyun slightly adjusted their injuries, then stepped forward together.
Young Master Xingchen said coldly, "Heh, Brother Hu Long, haven't you figured it out yet?