"Who is this?"
Su Wangyao asked coldly, "Why does Young Miss Yi have to personally push him around? What an impressive air he puts on."
Suppressing the panic in her heart, Jun Ziyi stood forward and said, "Old Man Su is the master I just took! What is wrong with me respecting him, honoring him, and pushing him around!?"
The term "Old Man Su" had been devised by Lu Feng through a homophone of Su Chen, so that it would suit his current disguised appearance.
"He is also surnamed Su?" Su Wangyao frowned, seemingly searching through the list of powerful figures bearing the Su surname.
Li Jianxin said with a stern face, "Has Young Miss Ya become so broad in her authority now? Miss Yi's affairs do not seem to be hers to discipline."
Su Wangyao gave a cold snort. Somewhat surprised by Li Jianxin's unusually unyielding attitude, she did not stir up trouble or continue pressing the matter.
Before leaving, she issued one final warning: "Young Miss Ya asked me to pass along a message. Do not choose the wrong side! And do not set your sights on the Night Feather Sword!"
Jun Ziyi stubbornly shouted, "How I choose sides is my business. She has no right to interfere! And today, this young miss is determined to get the Night Feather Sword!"
Su Wangyao halted in her already distant stride and turned back to look at Jun Ziyi in surprise. She mocked, "Without Jun Zi Mo's protection, you have become far bolder than before. I just wonder how long that boldness will last."
Watching Su Wangyao depart, Jun Ziyi was so furious that her face reddened and her teeth ground together with loud creaks.
Lu Feng had remained quietly seated in his wheelchair throughout, without the slightest ripple on