"You're that brat from the Nalan Clan that day! How dare you! How dare you show yourself before me again?" Xu Yi snarled through gritted teeth.
"Not only did I show up again, I also stole your herbs—twice, at that. So? Trash!" Xiao Yan walked over with a smile.
"You..." Xu Yi glared at Xiao Yan, trembling with rage.
"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm Xiao Yan. Of course, you can also call me Father."
Xiao Yan walked over and patted Xu Yi's still-trembling shoulder.
"Hehe."
Hearing Xiao Yan tease Xu Yi, Ya Fei covered her alluring red lips with her jade-like hand and giggled.
The several Mittel Family guards nearby were also shaking, clearly struggling to hold back their laughter. However, they did not dare show it too openly because of Xu Yi's status.
"Uh..."
Xu Yi had just been about to fly into a rage when Xiao Yan's right hand landed on his shoulder. Xu Yi immediately felt a dangerous aura lock onto him. It was as though a flaming lotus hovered in the void, aimed directly at him and ready to charge at any moment. Even the Dou Qi circulating within his body halted for an instant.
Sensing the danger, Master Xu stiffened for a moment before obediently standing still.
"Hehe." Seeing Xu Yi become well-behaved at once, Xiao Yan smilingly withdrew his hand.
"Hahaha!" Somewhere not far away, another guest seemed to have heard Xiao Yan's witty remark and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Who? Who's laughing? Get out here!"
Having just escaped the demon's clutches, Xu Yi heard someone mocking him from behind and became strangely furious. It was one thing for Xiao Yan and Ya Fei to laugh at him—he apparently could not defeat either of them, so he could only let it go. But