"You're the one feeling wronged now? Didn't you tell me yourself that you gave the spot to Xu Wangchen?"
A sharp shout rang out.
Voices of agreement immediately rose from all around.
They had come in the first place because of Ye Xuan's words, intending to give Xu Wangchen a hard time and vent a little of their frustration at not having a spot themselves. Yet this was the outcome.
And now he was acting as if he were the one taking the blame.
Listening to the voices around him, Ye Xuan's face flushed red, and he wished he could bury his head in the ground.
This shouldn't have happened. How did it turn out like this? Why were all the arrows pointed at me?
The way things had developed was somewhat beyond Ye Xuan's expectations. For a long while, he was unable to say a single word.
The Sect Master of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect snorted upon seeing this, but did not pursue the matter further. He merely gave Ye Yu a long, searching look before saying, "Wangchen, come with me."
With that, he led Ye Yu into the main hall.
Only after the two had left did Ye Xuan raise his head. He stared coldly at the hall before him, his eyes brimming with venomous resentment. "Xu Wangchen, just you wait!"
Ye Yu followed behind the Sect Master of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect all the way to the entrance of Sword Peak.
"Wangchen, it seems you and Ye Xuan do not get along very well?" the Sect Master of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect said lightly, though his gaze toward Ye Yu carried a few more traces of scrutiny.
"You misunderstand, Sect Master," Ye Yu replied blandly.
The Sect Master of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect