"Elder of the Demon Cult?"
Dan Chenzi was stunned:
"How come I didn't see him?"
He looked at Ding Ling and Ruo Lan, frowning as he said:
"By the Sect Leader's order, I am guarding this place, and I have the authority to execute first and report afterward. I advise you two in good faith: this is not a place you should be coming to. You should listen to me. Leave this place first, and we can talk afterward. Otherwise... don't blame me for being rude!"
"Dan Chenzi."
Ruo Lan chided him lightly:
"Do you know who's standing before you? Even your Master wouldn't dare speak to us like that. You're really quite bold."
"Oh?"
Dan Chenzi cast a sidelong glance at them, slightly raising his brows.
"May I ask who the two of you are?"
"The person standing before you is the Fortress Lord of our Jade Pool Immortal Fortress."
Ruo Lan pointed at Ding Ling.
"Our Jade Pool Immortal Fortress is no weaker in the cultivation world than your Emei Sect. The Fortress Lord's status naturally matches that of the Emei Sect's Sect Leader. As an Emei Sect disciple, you told our Fortress Lord that you have the authority to execute first and report afterward, and that you wouldn't be polite. Don't you think that was extremely discourteous?"
"Heh."
Dan Chenzi chuckled lightly and bowed slightly.
"If that's the case, I apologize to you both. Are you satisfied now?"
"You're not Dan Chenzi."
Ding Ling suddenly spoke.
Dan Chenzi's expression changed slightly at those words, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face.
Although it vanished in an instant, Ding Ling still caught it. He struck swiftly, swiping a claw toward Dan Chenzi.
His hand moved like lightning, and the Great Capturing Hands transformed into a dragon