"Hmph! Do I, Zhang Zhi, need that? Come at me if you've got the guts!" Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth, his face flushing red and then turning pale with anger. With that, he brought his hands into a spellcasting stance, looking ready to settle things with Li Xiaoya.
"Heh! I'm not falling for that! Private fights between cultivators are strictly forbidden during the gathering. If you want to die, go find yourself a tree!" Li Xiaoya sneered.
"Find yourself a tree?" Both Zhang Zhi and Ye Ying froze at his words and asked in confusion.
"Idiot! Find a tree to hang yourself from!" Li Xiaoya raised his chin and mocked him.
"You!!!" Zhang Zhi's voice caught in his throat. Wisps of white vapor rose from his fingers, as though he was about to attack.
"Pfft!" Finding Li Xiaoya's words amusing, Ye Ying could not help bursting into laughter.
"Hmph, I call you an idiot, and now you want to bite me?" Li Xiaoya continued sneering when he saw this. He was not afraid of stirring up trouble.
"Enough of your smart mouth! Follow me if you've got the guts!" This time, Zhang Zhi understood. He actually swallowed his anger, dropped his stance, and headed down a narrow path.
Uh! Didn't I just promise Senior Sister Zhang Hong I wouldn't cause trouble? Li Xiaoya thought helplessly. Seeing Ye Ying's lovely eyes fixed on him, he suddenly changed his tune inwardly. I came out to scout the enemy, didn't I? Judging by Zhang Zhi's manner, he's probably competing too. Isn't this the perfect chance to test him out?
Having found himself an excuse, Li Xiaoya made up his mind. He smiled at Ye Ying beside him and asked, "Hehe! What's that fellow's deal with you? Why's he acting like that?"
"He's out