"Junior Brother, I'm terribly sorry. Truly, my apologies!
Senior Sister Zhong has gone into seclusion to cultivate. As for when she'll come out, I really couldn't say."
A young man dressed in the Enforcement Hall's robes stood before them, speaking with an apologetic expression. His words carried an especially fawning, ingratiating tone, as though he feared the slightest misstep might anger them.
"Hmph! Spare me your nonsense! Since Zhong Shuyao isn't here, summon every Enforcement Hall disciple who brought us here yesterday. Make them solve my problem right this instant!
Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Already in a foul mood, Yun Qingyi's face darkened at the disciple's words, anger and dissatisfaction flashing in his beautiful eyes.
Anyone could figure it out with their toes: Zhong Shuyao was deliberately avoiding their group. Why else would she suddenly choose to enter seclusion?
"Uh... well..."
Faced with Yun Qingyi's questioning, the disciple looked thoroughly embarrassed. He stammered for ages without managing a complete sentence.
Inside, however, he furiously cursed the other disciples for abandoning him here alone. Weren't they simply bullying him because he was an honest fellow?
Finally, he gritted his teeth, steeled himself, and stamped his foot. "I'm terribly sorry, Junior Brothers. It's not just Senior Sister Zhong who's in seclusion. The other senior brothers have also had to leave the hall on important missions!
So, in my opinion, they probably won't be returning anytime soon. Why don't you come back another time?"
With that, the disciple deliberately lowered his head until it nearly touched the ground, as though doing so might lessen the fierce pressure radiating from Yun Qingyi.
But it was all in vain-Yun Qingyi was already trembling with rage, his face ashen as he cursed inwardly:
*What a pack of bastards! You're clearly trying to