"Oh?"
At Hun Changqing's brazen display, a flicker of suspicion crossed Gu Yang's eyes. Then something occurred to him, and he laughed.
"So you're the man the Young Patriarch brought back from outside the clan? Quite a pretty face. Shame you're all looks and no substance. I never imagined the Young Patriarch would be so shallow."
Unlike before, when he was confined to his room every day, Hun Changqing had recently been swaggering around the Gu Clan with Gu Xun'er's token hanging from his waist. Coupled with the earlier rumors, this had not exposed his identity as a member of the Soul Clan, but word that Gu Xun'er had found herself a useless pretty boy at the Dou Zhe level had long since spread throughout the clan.
Upon seeing Hun Changqing's stunning looks and overbearing manner, Gu Yang naturally guessed his identity at once.
"Why aren't you attending to the Young Patriarch instead of running off to the Ancestral Shrine? Go on, get out. This isn't a place for you to run wild."
Once Gu Yang learned who Hun Changqing was, he immediately abandoned any thought of attacking. His plans were nearing fruition, and he did not want to attract the attention of the Gu Clan's other higher-ups over this. He only wanted to send this nuisance on his way.
"What a joke. Where in the Gu Clan can't I go? A pitifully weak Two-Star Dou Saint like you dares stand in my way?"
Hun Changqing's words were domineering, though his aura remained at the Dou Zhe level. He hefted the Young Patriarch's token in his hand.
"You ant! Don't think having the Young Patriarch behind you means you can act without restraint. I'll capture you, then demand an explanation from the patriarch. A Dou Sheng elder is not someone