Spirit Transformation Secrets, Zhengyuan's Promise (Asking for Monthly Tickets, Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Inside the restaurant, the lotus leaves were flourishing just then, lotus blossoms rising one after another from swathes of green, swaying gently in the air along with the breeze.

A delicate fragrance also permeated the entire space.

Only, at this moment, Ye Jingcheng was in no mood to appreciate it. He looked at True Lord Xingyuan, and the other man was looking right back at him.

The anger he had imagined did not appear, nor did a string of questions.

Instead, it was as if two close friends who had not met in ages were staring straight at him, sizing him up.

It made Ye Jingcheng feel only more surprised and unable to figure him out.

He considered himself to have experienced enough; even those elders of the Ye Family might not necessarily be able to do better than him now.

But at this moment, he truly could not see through True Lord Xingyuan before him.

The other party should have been angry.

Even if he was not angry, he should have offered some explanation, as Ye Jingcheng had imagined.

After all, what he had said just now had almost fallen short of bluntly saying that the other party was going to ruin his path.

A cultivator's cultivation valued a clear and unobstructed Dao heart. This was especially true for those stubborn cultivators; if they truly promised something and then failed to do it, it really could affect their future cultivation.

And crippling another's path was no less than the hatred of murdering one's father.

In addition, as the side being courted, after Ye Jingcheng came out of seclusion, he had met the lower-status Prefecture Lord Lu, yet had not gone to meet the two Prefecture Lords, and had even forced the three of them to conceal their identities and