The instant Qin Wuyou saw Su Yu show goodwill, his first thought was that this fellow harbored ill intentions!
Killing intent immediately blazed in Qin Wuyou's eyes. He had already begun calculating whether his current fortune power could withstand the backlash from killing a Child of Fortune.
"This is bad, Yu! Did you offend Qin Wuyou before? He's already intent on killing you. If things turn ugly, flee as quickly as you can!"
The Emperor-to-be master inside the Silver Mask caught the killing intent in Qin Wuyou's eyes and hurriedly warned Su Yu in alarm.
Su Yu, on the other hand, was utterly bewildered.
Holy shit!
Even kissing ass is fucking wrong now?
He could not recall ever having any connection with an Imperial Scion like Qin Wuyou.
No, to be precise, his status had never been high enough for him to establish a connection with Qin Wuyou.
The man was a bona fide Imperial Scion, his status countless times nobler than that of a mere Immortal Family disciple like Su Yu.
To put it bluntly, given Qin Wuyou's status, if he visited the Su Family, even their ancestor would likely have to come out and welcome him personally!
In the Upper Realm, he would not even have been qualified to seek a connection with Qin Wuyou, much less offend him.
Thus, even after racking his brains, he could not figure out when he might have offended Qin Wuyou.
"Then revealing his identity must have offended him."
The Emperor-to-be master inside the Silver Mask sighed and said helplessly, "Qin Wuyou has concealed himself in the Lower Realm for several years. There must be a reason. Whatever that reason is, he doesn't seem to have revealed his identity as an Imperial Scion during these three years. By exposing it outright now,