Even the slightest possibility was enough to leave Elder Qian in a foul mood.
Staring fixedly at Su Shi'er, Elder Qian clenched his fists. His face was so gloomy it seemed as though water could drip from it.
As a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator and an elder of Medicine King Island, when had he ever been ridiculed and mocked like this by a mere Golden Core junior?
Even though Leng Yan's aura made him uneasy, the flames of anger in his heart continued to surge.
"Rest assured. I still understand the principle of honoring a wager. This Duo Er Golden Furnace is yours."
"However..."
"This fellow Daoist has only just recovered from her injuries, yet she started a fight on Medicine King Island and even injured me. Is that not a little too disrespectful of Medicine King Island's rules?"
Halfway through his words, a cold glint flashed through Elder Qian's eyes as his gaze fell on Leng Yan. The chaotic aura around him calmed in an instant.
Though he had been injured earlier, he was no easy opponent. His injuries were still within a controllable range.
Facing Elder Qian's probing gaze, Leng Yan remained indifferent, her expression as cold as frost, with no intention of speaking at all.
Su Shi'er gave a soft laugh and said calmly, "As for what exactly happened just now, I believe Senior knows perfectly well in his heart."
"Making accusations out of thin air is hardly Medicine King Island's way of treating guests, is it?"
At those words, Elder Qian's expression changed once more.
His sharp gaze was like a keen blade pointed directly at Su Shi'er.
"Hmph! What a silver-tongued brat."
"However, I am speaking with this Nascent Soul fellow Daoist. What right do you have to speak?"
"The way of treating guests? You