Xuanyuan Buqi could not be bothered to answer Han Luotian's question. He merely gave a cold laugh. "You know perfectly well."
"I truly don't," Han Luotian said, turning to look at Luo Shiqi beside him. "Daoist Brother, this fellow has quite the temper. What should I call him?"
He no longer spoke to Xuanyuan Buqi, clearly intending to show a measured degree of anger.
Yet Luo Shiqi was equally strange. He simply shook his head. "I'm not familiar with him. We only formed a temporary team. You never know what someone is thinking, so stay on guard."
Making fun of a True Lord like that was indeed somewhat disrespectful, but Xuanyuan Buqi did not take offense.
Because he knew that Luo Shiqi was saying this to guard against the Xiong Clan's True Lord. He was sending out a false signal—the trust within our team is fairly limited as well. If you have any ideas, feel free to take a risk... what if it works?
Great Lord Buqi had great confidence in his clan's secret art, Illuminating the True Heart. He knew the Xiong Clan's True Lord truly had no problem.
But neither did he care about Luo Shiqi's words. As a cultivator, maintaining vigilance at all times should have been common sense. If Luo Shiqi blindly trusted him just because he was a True Lord and abandoned his own caution, then he would only have himself to blame for any misfortune.
Moreover, Xuanyuan Buqi had also sensed that even if the Xiong Clan's True Lord was not the problem, there was a ninety-percent chance that the Qiongan Sector itself was. Since that was the case, he might as well watch Luo Shiqi perform and see what other demons and monsters he could lure out.
"A bad temper... isn't a good