"Miao Yin, watch your words," Qu Feng said coldly.
As he spoke, he cast a seemingly casual glance at Chen Yi.
Miao Yin had criticized Guangfa behind his back in Chen Yi's presence. If she reported this to Guangfa, Miao Yin would surely be punished.
Only then did Miao Yin realize his mistake, and he looked at Chen Yi with concern.
Everyone else's attention also shifted to Chen Yi.
Chen Yi was simple-hearted.
She had not actually thought there was anything wrong with Miao Yin's words. Only when everyone's eyes fell upon her did she belatedly understand, and she hurriedly waved her hands.
"Senior Miao Yin, don't worry. I... I won't tell on you."
Clearly, Chen Yi's words were not enough to dispel Miao Yin's concerns.
Miao Yin continued staring straight at Chen Yi without a word, his thoughts inscrutable.
Seeing this, Qu Feng quietly moved two steps closer to Chen Yi, his gaze fixed on Miao Yin, as though worried that Miao Yin might suddenly lash out and kill her.
A tense, uneasy atmosphere immediately enveloped the entire flying ship.
Their party of ten had only just set out. Before they had even caught sight of the Evil Spirit Cultivators or their lackeys, internal strife had already arisen.
"Everyone, please hear me out."
Song Wen suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.
"As you likely know, Chen Yi and I are on good terms because I once saved her life. Miao Yin, if you trust me, I can vouch for her-Chen Yi will never reveal what happened today."
At these words, Miao Yin visibly wavered.
He knew full well that with Qu Feng present, he could not lay a finger on Chen Yi.
If Song Wen could keep his promise, it would offer both sides a graceful way to step down.