"Third Uncle-Master, that person is upstairs. He was the one who injured Senior Brother Ming.
"We suspect he is a Remnant of the previous dynasty." Footsteps and voices sounded together from the stairway.
"Do not jump to conclusions in all matters," a magnetic voice replied.
Immediately afterward, the group ascended to the second floor.
Apart from the familiar young men from before, there was an additional old man this time.
The old man wore a green robe, with the same emblem of two crossed swords on his chest.
His beard hung down to his chest, and a blue longsword was fastened at his waist.
"Looks like there will be trouble," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Xie Changliu fixed his gaze ahead, slowly rose to his feet, and looked at the people who had come upstairs.
"I am Liu Changlin of Lin Jian Academy. May I ask who you are?" The old man did not put on any airs, introducing himself and asking calmly.
Xu Zimo merely smiled without speaking.
"Xie Changliu," Xie Changliu replied flatly.
"Why did you injure the students of our academy? Please give us a reasonable explanation," Liu Changlin said.
"They mocked and insulted my master. Does that count?" Xie Changliu asked in return.
"I had intended to make a trip to your academy. Since you are here, then please give me a reasonable explanation as well."
"Li Zi's matter is different. They cannot be mentioned in the same breath," Liu Changlin replied.
"Now, I must trouble you to come with me."
"Perfect. I also wish to meet the head of your academy," Xie Changliu said.
Xu Zimo stood up and rolled his neck.
The group followed Liu Changlin out of the inn and headed toward Lin Jian Academy.
Since Li Zi had difficulty moving about,