Boiling Over

Zhang Fengcheng stared at Xu Yi and snorted. "You little brat, once the inspection is over, I'll flay you alive." Then he gave the white-robed young master a slight nod. "Please inspect my Sumeru Ring."

He immediately pulled a pale Sumeru Ring from around his neck, sent out a wisp of his soul to break its seal, then tossed it toward the white-robed young master.

The white-robed young master caught the Sumeru Ring and looked at Xu Yi with keen interest. She really wanted to see how this one would respond.

Xu Yi met the white-robed young master's gaze with a calm expression. He, too, took a Sumeru Ring from around his neck and said, "This junior cannot split off a fragment of his soul. There is a trinket inside, given to me by my mentor when I first began my studies. I wouldn't dare let anyone else handle it. I'll take that item out first, then hand the Sumeru Ring to you, young master. But this Sumeru Ring was also a gift from my mentor, so please handle it with care."

With that, Xu Yi's thoughts stirred, and he brought out an item. Then he carefully held the Sumeru Ring in his palm instead of tossing it over. He raised it high above his head with one hand, treating it with the utmost reverence.

The white-robed young master was dumbfounded. He had assumed this junior from Xiqin Sect would start playing word games again and muddy the waters, and that he wouldn't dare let anyone inspect his Sumeru Ring in public.

Who would have thought he'd really hold it up for everyone to see?

Could he have guessed wrong? Was this man truly innocent?

The white-robed young master shook his head, dismissing the thought. He urged the Mechanical Bird