"Senior Ma, the Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master have other important matters to attend to. Please leave."
Zhuo Ruting regarded the horse-faced man before her with an icy expression. He had previously promised to help the Miaoyin Sect deal with the Six Linked Hall, only to go back on his word at the last moment and send a junior disciple to inform them.
Now that he had heard the Miaoyin Sect's Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master were injured, he had come running to probe the situation. How could Zhuo Ruting possibly show such a man a pleasant face?
Yet the horse-faced man was utterly shameless. Shaking his head, he said, "No. I have something important to discuss with Sect Master Wang and Deputy Sect Master Zhou. I won't leave until I see them today."
"You-"
Zhuo Ruting was furious, but he was a powerful Early Core Formation cultivator. She could only give a cold snort.
The atmosphere was oppressive. Fan Jingmei came over as well, and, unlike her usual self, she actually stood united with Zhuo Ruting against their common enemy, showing the horse-faced man not the slightest courtesy.
But his skin was thick enough that, even with his hosts making their unwelcome so plain, he showed no intention of leaving.
Zhuo Ruting and Fan Jingmei looked thoroughly frustrated. Just then, two blue-clad figures approached. Their faces lit up, and they hurriedly called out, "Senior Lin is here!"
Lin He nodded. He approached with Lan Chou, then looked at the horse-faced man and said gravely, "So you must be Fellow Daoist Ma. Last time, you broke your word and reneged on your promise. This time, your hosts don't welcome you, yet you insist on hanging around. What exactly are you trying to do, Fellow Daoist Ma? Surely you