Poaching
Daoist Priest Yan heard Si Teng speak and only then noticed someone coming out of his own temple. Suspicious, he asked, "Who are you? Why are you coming out of the temple?"
Before Si Teng could answer, Wang Qiankun, who had come with Daoist Priest Yan, raised an eyebrow. "Teacher Yan, you tricked me and even hired all these extras? Were you planning to slaughter me like a pig? And after you just told me how close your ties were to Changming Mountain."
Hearing Wang Qiankun mention Changming Mountain, Si Teng asked curiously, "Oh? What's your relationship with Li Zhengyuan?"
Wang Qiankun ignored Si Teng and looked at Daoist Priest Yan, still sneering. "If you're going to set me up, at least do it properly. Didn't you tell her who my Grand Tutor was?"
Hearing that, Si Teng said disdainfully, "Your Grand Tutor was a formidable figure in his day. But your generation has been worse than the last. I wonder how your master managed to turn out a disciple like you."
Wang Qiankun was displeased by Si Teng's words. "You make it sound like you're so impressive. Anyone can brag."
Si Teng couldn't deal with Wang Yue, but handling a rookie like this was easy. She flicked her hand, and a vine drifted out from the courtyard, wrapping around Wang Qiankun's mouth. To keep anyone else from seeing, it dragged him straight into the courtyard before retracting.
Wang Yue raised an eyebrow. He could tell Si Teng had deliberately let the two Daoists recognize her. She must have had some plan.
Sure enough, Daoist Priest Yan, the one carrying the chainsaw, had already found the sound of Si Teng's voice unsettling. Now, seeing her control the vines, he stared at her in horror. "You're Si Teng?"
Si Teng