Li Xian'er said with a smile that if not for Ye Buqu and Toutian, she might still be wandering in circles within that mountain range.
"I see. Guests who have come from afar are guests indeed. Someone, arrange accommodations for these two."
Upon hearing this, Li Qitian glanced at the two of them before speaking.
He absolutely would not allow his niece to stay with these beggars. As for helping out? He had long since tossed that to the back of his mind. What could two beggars possibly help with?
It was merely an excuse to brush them off.
"No need, Uncle. The Mountain-Opening Assembly is only one day away. This place is spacious enough, and there are plenty of rooms. Let the two of them stay here—they can look after one another."
Li Xian'er said with a smile, while Ye Buqu simply stood there with his arms folded, staring at Li Qitian without a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Kid, that old bastard is at the initial Spirit Transformation stage. Though he has a secret treasure on him to conceal the aura of his cultivation, it cannot fool these fiery golden eyes of mine."
At that moment, Toutian secretly transmitted his voice to Ye Buqu. In his heart, he had already sentenced Li Qitian to death. Nothing irritated him more than being called an old beggar.
And it was old beggar this, old beggar that. He was merely a puny initial Spirit Transformation cultivator—what was he putting on airs for?
"Hehe, since Niece Xian'er insists, this old man shall not trouble himself further. Tomorrow is the Mountain-Opening Assembly, and I have already made arrangements. Disciples will come to receive you tomorrow."
"It is getting late. This old man still has matters to attend to, so I shall take