Wu Chang? The young man and woman looked at each other, completely unable to understand what he meant. The woman called out again, "What did you say?"
Wu Chang once again displayed the objects in his hands, then suddenly brought his hands together. Dong! Another long, ringing note sounded.
The sound was unpleasant, and coupled with his behavior, the young man and woman could not help frowning.
He was deliberately striking them in their direction. No matter how they looked at it, it seemed rather like a provocation.
The woman was quite pretty, fair-skinned and tender, with an innate air of pride. Seeing Wu Chang bare-chested with his hair hanging loose, looking like some vagrant rogue cultivator, she immediately berated him, "You uncouth brute, you're making an awful racket! I asked what you were doing. Didn't you hear me?"
Seeing the woman speak so rudely, the man beside her grew somewhat uneasy. He gently tugged at her sleeve and quietly reminded her, "Junior Sister, being outside is not like being within the sect. Restrain yourself. Do not casually provoke strangers."
The woman turned and glared at him. "He is the one provoking us. How did it become me provoking others? Why are you so timid and fearful, Senior Brother?"
The man was made somewhat awkward by her words, but he still soothed her in a low voice. "Junior Sister, this man may look crude, but the aura he keeps contained is extraordinary. He does not seem like an ordinary person. Since we do not know the depth of his strength, we should be cautious. The Sect Master asked me to escort Junior Sister to Boundless Pavilion. If anything were to happen, I would have no way to answer for it. Forget it. Better one less trouble than one more. Let's