"Come on, let's catch up too."
Seeing Li Yun leave just like that, Little Fist God He Yiming immediately grew anxious. He wanted to follow and see what was happening, perhaps even help.
His attitude toward Li Yun was strange.
Even he himself could not explain why.
After Li Yun had publicly defeated him at Flying Goose Tower using the fist techniques He Yiming excelled at, he had been forced to give up the opportunity at Cloud Dragon Zen Temple and leave Eastern Cloud Prefecture.
At the time, he had been filled with resentment and defiance toward Li Yun, feeling that Li Yun had humiliated him.
But after he calmed down.
The Houtian Realm had rebelled against the Innate.
Instead, he found himself inexplicably admiring Li Yun.
Especially after they met again, Li Yun had shown none of the victor's arrogance or mockery toward a defeated opponent. Rather, he had courteously befriended him and treated him as a friend.
That made He Yiming admire Li Yun's broad-mindedness all the more.
Since they were friends, he could not simply sit by and watch Li Yun suffer.
However, Li Yingchun stopped him.
"Brother He, I think we should forget it. We'd better not follow them, lest..."
"Hmph, Li Yingchun, what do you mean by that?"
"You're afraid, aren't you?"
"If you're afraid of the Fourth Prince, then you don't have to go. I won't force you..."
Li Yingchun could neither laugh nor cry. "Brother He, what are you talking about? If I were afraid, I wouldn't have stood up just now. I only mean that if we follow them like this, we might end up causing trouble for Young Lord of Dongyang!"
"Hmm?"
He Yiming froze, not quite understanding.
Li Yingchun patiently explained, "Brother He, anxiety has muddled your mind. Didn't you