Qingqiu Yun looked to be in his early twenties. He wore a scholar's long robe and held a folding fan in his hand, his smile bright and radiant, his handsome features extraordinary. Beside him, Yang Chang was burly, his entire body exuding an indissoluble air of ferocity. His features were rugged, his facial features fierce, and he looked utterly unapproachable.
The two of them walked over. Qingqiu Yun invited him with a beaming smile, while Lin Bai noticed that Yang Chang beside him wore a stern expression and did not smile in the slightest.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm used to traveling alone."
Lin Bai first clasped his fists in salute, then politely declined.
Although he had come to the Devil World, Lin Bai still felt some resistance toward the Demon Race from the bottom of his heart. After all, he had fought the Demon Race for so long on the Barren Ancient Continent. It was indeed difficult for Lin Bai to set aside the barrier between himself and the Demon Race so quickly.
If someone else had invited him to travel together, Lin Bai might have agreed.
After saying that, Lin Bai nodded with a smile and turned to walk into the darkness.
"Brother, brother..." Qingqiu Yun called out twice more, unwilling to give up.
Yang Chang snorted coldly. "Forget it, Brother Qingqiu. Since he isn't willing to go with us, don't force him. Besides, he's a martial artist from Lianzhou. The inner disciple who blocked the way in the mountains tonight probably has martial artists from the Heng Province Alliance with him as well. If we bring him along, we might even incur the Heng Province Alliance's resentment."
"Besides, Brother Qingqiu, why are you so determined to bring him along? Do you really think that with