On the other side, a girl watched Yun Beixuan and Jiang Siming, her eyes fixed on them and filled with schadenfreude.
"Aunt You, look at that guy. He started fighting someone as soon as he got here, and his opponent is even a Golden Core cultivator like you. Hmph, he brought it on himself."
The veiled woman beside her also looked over, puzzled. "The Qingyun Sect has always kept a low profile. How did it produce such an ostentatious disciple? Still, he is rather interesting."
The girl became irritated when she heard the veiled woman praising him. "That guy..."
She choked off the rest of the sentence.
"Are you still thinking about your jug of wine?" Aunt You asked with amusement, then continued, "By the way, Biyao, you still haven't answered me. What happened to your hair?"
"Nothing. I accidentally got into a fight with a dog last night, and it chewed it up." The girl answered sullenly.
Seeing that she was unwilling to explain, Aunt You did not press her. She merely looked toward Jiang Siming with a quiet laugh and said:
"The Qingyun Sect is probably going to suffer a major setback this time. They provoked the famous Demon Scythe Beixuan of the Central Continent. That man is ruthless and vicious. Without an elder to protect them, the Qingyun Sect is sure to suffer badly."
"Good. Who told him to be so arrogant and act so wildly? Hmph."
As she spoke, the girl recalled the humiliation of the previous night and ground her teeth in hatred.
Meanwhile, the Qingyun Sect was already facing a formidable enemy.
Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, and Zhang Xiaofan all summoned their weapons, preparing to face the enemy.
Although Qi Hao was extremely displeased with Jiang Siming's conduct and was even less willing to