"I'm curious. You shouldn't have met Zhong Wan before, so why did you bear such hostility toward her?" Ye Tian asked.
Su Yunrong took two steps toward Ye Tian and leaned close with a peculiar smile. Curious, she asked, "Oh? Why does it sound to me as though Junior Brother Ye Tian has some feelings for that Zhong Wan...?"
Before Ye Tian could speak, several men in inner disciple robes suddenly emerged from the side of the Lecture Hall. The leader among them was fair and handsome, with high brow bones and somewhat deep-set eyes.
At a glance, he spotted Ye Tian and Su Yunrong in front of the Lecture Hall. Seeing Su Yunrong's ambiguous expression and how close she stood to Ye Tian, he immediately frowned slightly.
The disciples behind him looked at one another, each wearing an amused expression.
"Junior Sister Su, what are you doing?"
"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhou." Hearing someone call her, Su Yunrong turned and gave the man a slight bow.
But as soon as she finished, she immediately turned back and asked Ye Tian, "Answer my question, Junior Brother Ye Tian!"
Ye Tian frowned faintly. Su Yunrong had moved even closer, and an unusual fragrance drifted continuously from her body.
Ye Tian clearly saw the look in the eyes of the man surnamed Zhou when he saw Su Yunrong. He also saw the flash of ugliness on the man's face when Su Yunrong had merely turned around to greet him before quickly turning back.
Taking in these subtle details, Ye Tian roughly understood what was going on.
Ye Tian unconsciously took a slight step back.
Su Yunrong wore a curious expression, her eyes earnest and clear like those of a child seeking knowledge. When she noticed Ye Tian retreating, she instinctively followed him forward.