"Plot against you?" Li Zhōujūn froze for a moment, then laughed. "I really didn't."
Hearing this, Demon Owl Saint's face, formed from a mass of black mist, narrowed countless eyes as he scrutinized Li Zhōujūn.
"Judging by the expression of that senior of our human race, he clearly expected Demon Owl Saint to make a move long ago!"
"He actually thinks nothing of the renowned Demon Owl Saint! Just who is this senior?!"
"We set out from the Shenfeng Continent. Rumor has it that a Ninth-Rank Saint recently appeared there—a handsome man dressed in azure robes. His title is Azure Emperor. This senior looks exactly like the Azure Emperor in the rumors. Could this senior be the Azure Emperor who has recently risen to fame on the Shenfeng Continent?!"
At that moment, everyone on the ferry began speculating as they stared at Li Zhōujūn's back.
The young woman surrounded and closely protected by the four guards heard the people around her guessing Li Zhōujūn's identity. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked toward him, and she murmured, "So he's the Azure Emperor?"
"Miss..." Just then, an imposing old man's voice suddenly sounded beside the blue-robed girl's ear. Yet beneath its authority, the voice seemed to carry a trace of helplessness.
Hearing him, the blue-robed girl said solemnly, "Elder Yuan, rest assured. Zhong Chan knows her limits."
"You've worked hard." The old man's voice was filled with emotion. Then it seemed to vanish, as though it had never appeared.
At the same time, Demon Owl Saint snorted coldly at Li Zhōujūn. "State your name. You truly have no martial virtue—hiding your cultivation and ambushing this old man."
"Could it be that you're the one looking down on people with your dog's eyes?" Li Zhōujūn helplessly shrugged. Then he grinned. "You can