When Zhang Yuan fixed his gaze on Xie Guan, Xie Guan instantly felt a chill down his spine. His legs began to tremble, and the look he gave Zhang Yuan gradually filled with terror. His heart pounded like a drum, as though someone had gripped it and needed only to squeeze lightly to crush it.
This was the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Celestial's status.
Never mind that Xie Guan was only a thoroughly tormented soul-even if he still had his body and the cultivation he had possessed in life, he would have been an ant before Celestial Person Status. There would have been little difference.
Xie Guan went rigid, like a drowning man, unable to speak, with death already upon him.
Shu Mian watched with a smile and made no particular move. Though she was not exactly looking on coldly, she was not far from it. In any case, she did not speak up to plead for him.
It had nothing to do with her.
Seeing this, Yu Zhen could not help speaking up for Xie Guan:
"Daoist Zhang, Xie Guan was only discussing the matter at hand. He had no intention of targeting you..."
A faint smile rested on Zhang Yuan's handsome, otherworldly face. He looked nothing like someone about to kill, and said with breezy composure:
"Discussing the matter at hand? So you're saying I really was wrong?"
Yu Zhen's expression stiffened. Even knowing that Zhang Yuan was picking at her words, she had no choice but to correct her phrasing. "Xie Guan misspoke. Please be magnanimous and spare him this once, Daoist Zhang. On behalf of the Yu Household of the Azure Duckweed Immortal Sect, I will owe you a favor."
The Azure Duckweed Immortal Sect?
He had never heard of it, but judging by the