"Xiao Huohuo, stop. You can't leave yet."
Yun Leng suddenly rose and called out to Xiao Huohuo.
He knew that if Xiao Huohuo left today, the Misty Cloud Sect's reputation would suffer. Besides, that person had specifically ordered him captured alive. He absolutely could not let him go.
However, with Yun Yun here, he could not mobilize the sect's forces.
Xiao Huohuo turned toward Yun Leng. "What, can't your Misty Cloud Sect handle losing? Are you actually going to stop me from leaving?"
Although Xiao Huohuo addressed Yun Leng, his words were really meant for Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun.
A deathly silence settled over the scene. What was the Misty Cloud Sect trying to pull?
"Yun Leng, what do you mean by this?"
"First Elder, I've already lost to him. What are you trying to do?"
Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran both looked at Yun Leng.
Yun Leng, however, looked utterly confident.
"Sect Master, this is a private grudge between Xiao Huohuo and me. I hope you won't interfere," Yun Leng said.
A private grudge?
Not only were Yun Yun and the others stunned, but Xiao Huohuo was baffled too. What private grudge could he possibly have with Yun Leng?
Still, if it was a private grudge, Yun Yun indeed had little grounds to intervene, provided Yun Leng did not involve the sect.
But she did not want anything to happen to Xiao Huohuo either.
"Xiao Huohuo, you once killed a squad in the desert, and among them was my nephew's sister's younger brother. Just now, I sensed the murderer's aura on you. However, I'm not unreasonable. If you're willing to stay and let me uncover the truth, I'm willing to apologize to you," Yun Leng said.
"Huh?"
Yun Leng's words left Xiao Huohuo completely bewildered. Who the hell