"Wait!"
Just as Xun'er and the others were heading out, a low shout came from behind them.
Hearing that voice, Xun'er frowned slightly, a rare trace of disgust flashing through her eyes. Without slowing down, she continued flying toward the outside.
The two Dou Zun following Xun'er exchanged glances, but neither spoke. They simply followed her without reacting.
After all, Xun'er was the leader of their delegation. Their only duty was to protect the young lady; they would not involve themselves in anything else.
Whoosh!
As Xun'er and the others continued onward, a sharp rush of wind sounded behind them. Gu Su frowned at the noise, irritation flashing through his eyes.
The man was far too arrogant, behaving so brazenly within the clan. Had Gu Su not reined in his temper considerably over the years, he would have wanted to teach him a lesson.
"Hehe, Xun'er, are you heading to the Spirit World to attend the Enfeoffment Ceremony?"
With that rush of wind, a young man clad in pitch-black armor appeared before Xun'er's party. He looked no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. His eyes swept over Xun'er, revealing undisguised infatuation, and he addressed her in a tone he considered gentle.
"Commander Ling Quan, I don't believe we're required to report our movements to you."
Xun'er frowned slightly as she looked at the young man before her, a trace of helplessness crossing her face. At his familiar form of address, a chill flashed through her eyes, and she said indifferently, "Besides, we're not close. You needn't address me so familiarly."
Hearing Xun'er's distant tone, the young man's smile froze. Being rejected so bluntly before so many people, without the slightest regard for his dignity, stirred something in him.
Faced with Xun'er's firm attitude, Ling Quan drew a deep breath, then abruptly