"You!" Huang Qiang's expression changed at once, as though he had never expected Zhang Xiaohua to answer like that.
The dozen or so attendants behind him also showed slight changes in expression. Each urged his horse forward, intending to encircle them from all sides.
The moment Peng Yeyu saw this, his expression changed as well. He covered his mouth and coughed. Hearing it, Huang Qiang immediately put on another face and said with a smile, "Young people are like newborn calves that fear no tiger; they truly deserve praise. I was the same back then. Only after suffering a tremendous loss did I learn to hide my light and bide my time. Heh heh."
Hearing the threat in his words, Zhang Xiaohua merely sneered inwardly. He patted Huanhuan's horn, and Meng followed as they rode away.
Peng Yeyu stared longingly at Meng's retreating figure. Only after she had gone far away did he slap his forehead. "Ah! I forgot. I only know they're from the Big Dipper Sect—I didn't even ask their names."
Huang Qiang said with an ingratiating smile, "With Young Master Peng's abilities, finding out about this Big Dipper Sect and the names of those two would be no more difficult than lifting a hand."
"But since Young Master Peng is a guest of our Falling Star Alliance, leave this matter to me. Before long, I'll certainly give you a satisfactory answer!"
Huang Qiang's smile was exceedingly fawning, making Peng Yeyu somewhat disgusted. He did not carefully consider the meaning behind those words, merely nodded, urged his horse onward, and headed in another direction. Even after going quite far, he still looked back twice toward Zhang Xiaohua and Meng.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Huang Qiang's lips. He slapped his horse and led the others