"What did you mean by that? Were you mocking Fat Master?" the Fat Monk said, his expression somewhat ugly.
Ye Yu waved his hand. "Not at all. It's because I used to be a lot like him too. The difference is that I'm no longer like him now, while you're still the same."
The Fat Monk's face flushed red. He dearly wanted to curse a few times, but in the end, it turned into a long sigh. "Are all people in the world like this?"
"Not quite. How many petty people like me can there be? Most people will at least put on the appearance of gentlemen. You and I just happened to have bad luck and met more of these kinds of people." Ye Yu smiled.
The Fat Monk said nothing more. He picked up the wine cup on the table and drained it in one gulp.
The Fat Monk did not leave again. Instead, he took out a broken sword and sat on the rooftop in a daze.
Seeing this, Ye Yu and Feng Qiwen did not disturb him either. They each settled down to cultivate.
Yet this peace did not last long.
The next day, the entire eastern Black Sea fell into chaos.
First, the news that Wu Tong had only pretended to be injured was confirmed.
Then, word spread that the Tianhai Alliance's leader had a daughter possessing the Nine Yin Nether Body.
Xiang Junyan found Ye Yu and said teasingly, "The news that Wu Tong wasn't injured has leaked. Our plans must be moved up. Within the next two days, we'll set out to search for the Azure Heaven Palace. Brother Ye, make your preparations."
"Mm. Just notify me when it's time to leave." Ye Yu nodded, speaking with complete indifference.
"Brother Ye, aren't you