The cultivator named Lu Bing was suddenly seized by lustful thoughts, and his gaze on Yun Qing grew increasingly brazen.
Yun Qing: "..."
He nearly laughed out of sheer anger.
Truth be told, since entering Heavenly Origin, he had seen plenty of arrogant fools, and even more plain idiots.
But someone this stupid, who actually dared set his sights on him, was truly a first.
Yet Lu Bing remained utterly oblivious. Rather than restraining his gaze, he slowly shifted it to Ye Hui.
The youth wore clean, old clothes. He was lean, his features equally handsome, though his beauty differed from Yun Qing's gentle, clear elegance. His carried a brooding, cold ferocity-the sharp edge of someone who refused to bow even after being covered in wounds.
One glance told you he would never submit to discipline. Rebellion ran in his bones.
Lu Bing-Lu Bing grew even more excited.
He savored the sight inwardly. That pale face paired with those sharp black eyes... tsk, tsk. The more defiant he is, the more it makes you want to humiliate him, whip him into submission, and see him with his spine broken, kneeling and begging for mercy.
That would have a flavor all its own.
And so his gaze on Ye Hui grew brazen as well, making the darkness around the latter deepen. The venomous snake had already coiled, his fangs poised to pierce a throat.
"You're the owner of this shop?" the bailiff beside him demanded, his tone overbearing.
"Tell me, where exactly did you get that spirit jade pendant? Confess the truth at once, lest you anger the immortal! You can't afford the consequences!"
Yun Qing leaned against the back of his chair, his expression calm. "It's mine. What source is there to explain?"
"Insolence!" the bailiff barked.
**"How dare you