Xie Xuntian had guessed right. Xu Yi really was going to pursue the matter to the end.
Tong Yu Lin had thought the gift he gave was too meager. For Elder Tong's sake, Xu Yi had swallowed that insult once. But now the man named Tong had gone too far, arranging such a disgusting trick to deal with him. If Xu Yi let it go so easily, how could he face Hou Fangping and Li Tong, who had taken those slaps for him?
Xie Xuntian was frantic with worry, yet he had no way to dissuade Xu Yi. After all, Xu Yi hadn't come straight to him, which already counted as showing him respect. If he tried to talk Xu Yi down now, Xu Yi might well turn on him at once. With no other choice, he sent a message to Zuo Xinghai. Zuo Xinghai replied, "I'd advise you to give it a rest. This guy's never been afraid of making a scene. I can't tell you about his past, but I've seen through him: you can get him to do anything else, but there's no way you can make him take a loss. I'd advise you to get out of there. This is a dispute among immortals, and since you can't avoid it, why make things difficult for yourself by getting caught in the middle?"
Zuo Xinghai's words left Xie Xuntian's heart utterly cold. With no other choice, he had to admit that Zuo Xinghai had given him a pretty good idea.
Let them make whatever fuss they wanted. As long as he'd paid his respects, the next Kun Peng Gathering would surely be held here too. What use was there in worrying himself sick?
Having made up his mind, Xie Xuntian vanished in a flash.
With a bang,