Such an attitude could not be called polite, no matter how one looked at it.
Yet Xu Hui did not seem to have come to deal with Yu Ci directly. After entering the room, he merely glanced at him before speaking straight to Xie Yan. "The dead extinguish their lamps, and Bai Ri Mansion's matter could have ended there. But since one of your juniors still has a breath left in him, he can be used to give Martial Uncle Jin an explanation."
"Li Chen Sect's family affairs have never required an explanation to anyone else."
Xie Yan shut him down with a single sentence. Xu Hui was not surprised and nodded. "I expected Boss Xie would say that. I merely mentioned it. Since you disagree, I shall say no more. I will go apologize to Martial Uncle Jin myself. As for what comes after, his old self will decide."
Xie Yan only sneered in response.
Xu Hui ignored him. At last, his gaze shifted to Yu Ci. Golden light gleamed in his pupils, stabbing into Yu Ci's eyes like needlepoints. Yet this was merely a sign of his profound cultivation, not a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for him.
"Your name is Yu Ci?"
Yu Ci shifted slightly on the bed. "Immortal Master Xu."
Xu Hui was not ferocious-looking either, but his tone was cold. "Never mind the others from Bai Ri Mansion. Jin Huan's family, however, carries the bloodline of Jin Bocang, my sect's Martial Uncle Jin. As a disciple of Li Chen Sect, you joined forces with four sects and wiped out his entire household. From top to bottom, all seventeen members perished. Even if you did not personally kill a single one, this enmity will still fall upon your head. You had best be prepared."