Feng Jun's words sounded a little petulant, and even Xuanyuan Buqi could not help feeling awkward. "I was only asking casually. If it's inconvenient, forget it."
"It doesn't have much to do with convenience," Feng Jun said with a smile. "If we're friends bound by righteousness, we should maintain a certain degree of trust."
That was simply his temperament. Sometimes, he did not mind suffering a little grievance himself, but when Yi Jue was wronged, he found it somewhat unacceptable.
Especially not long ago, when she had been knocked unconscious on the spot while protecting him—if one treated him as a state scholar, he would repay them as one!
What a temper this kid had! Xuanyuan Buqi felt somewhat stifled. As a True Lord, I can't even ask a question?
Still, he was ultimately someone who thought things through, and he understood how to see things from another's perspective. He knew the other party's words were not without reason, so he laughed heartily. "Haha, you've got some nerve, making me lose face before so many of my clansmen... Let's drop this matter. Shall we leave now?"
Yi Jue smiled faintly. "It is enough that Senior does not blame him for being rash. Then let us leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Youdao could not help secretly rolling her eyes again. You two really are... Good thing my ancestor is easygoing!
Next, the Xuanyuan Clan members at Vault-Circling finally witnessed the power of the legendary "Feng Jun-brand minibus." In the blink of an eye, everyone had been brought to the Heavenly Zither Prime Plane. Even that Bai family True Immortal caught a ride along the way.
This time, they still descended upon the Icefield Plane, though it was not because its defenses were the best. It was purely because this place