True Martial Night King turned around and looked at Lu Yin in surprise. "Brother Lu, is something the matter?"
Lu Yin ignored True Martial Night King and looked only at Zhuo Baiye. "I'd like to speak with you for a moment."
Zhuo Baiye replied coolly, "I don't know you."
Lu Yin moved a finger, using star energy to transmit his voice, but True Martial Night King interfered. With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Brother Lu, just say what you have to say."
Lu Yin looked at Zhuo Baiye, wanting to say something, but then he remembered Night King Yan Qing's words. All he could say was, "Don't trust him."
Zhuo Baiye's expression remained calm.
True Martial Night King chuckled. "Brother Lu, what do you mean by that?"
"Lu Yin, Ten Arbiters True Martial is speaking to you. You're being far too insolent!" A White Night Clan member glared at Lu Yin and shouted.
Many others chimed in.
Lu Yin's gaze turned icy. "Shut up." His sharp shout swept in every direction, shaking the Night Book Pavilion.
True Martial Night King's expression darkened. "Brother Lu, I respect you as a promising talent and have overlooked your rudeness, but that doesn't give you the right to make a scene in the Night Book Pavilion."
"Clan brother, Lu Yin has repeatedly disrupted the Night Banquet. Please step in and suppress him, so he learns the rules!" a White Night Clan member shouted.
"Please step in and teach Lu Yin a lesson, clan brother," another White Night Clan member said.
True Martial Night King raised a hand to quiet everyone. He looked at Lu Yin, then at Zhuo Baiye. "Now I remember. Back when we fought over the Kang Star, Brother Lu saved this White Night Clan cousin