When Ye Xueru said that, it was practically the same as telling him outright, "We never planned to bring you along in the first place."
After all, if they were going to make an excuse, they could at least have made a better one. Saying they saw him cultivating and did not wish to disturb him?
He had merely been sitting in meditation and regulating his breathing. How could that possibly count as disturbing him? It was simply laughable.
Though he thought this inwardly, Yang Chen remained outwardly impassive. With his current state of mind, such exclusion meant nothing to him at all.
The Ye siblings had always looked down on him. If the power of his attack back then had not been from taking an unorthodox path, the Ye siblings probably would not have treated him so coldly.
But that was the way of the world—warmth and coldness alike.
Yang Chen smiled faintly and said calmly, "I see. In that case, I shall head to Ling Xu Peak on my own. Farewell."
With that, Yang Chen turned and left.
Watching Yang Chen depart, Ye Ziming shook his head. "Xue Ru, there was really no need for you to be so harsh toward him. Although Yang Chen has studied some unorthodox methods, his strength is ultimately not weak. He also possesses more than seven thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions. That is enough for him to be our friend. Why be so cold to him?"
"Yes, Miss Xue Ru, you truly are rather prejudiced against Yang Chen." Yun Qianqiu stroked his beard.
Ye Xueru gave a delicate snort. "Using the method of taking an unorthodox path, he may have obtained slightly greater offensive power, but his overall combat strength must be weak beyond measure. What is the point of befriending someone like