"Sect Master Yun Shan, do you know I'm a good person now?"
A somewhat teasing voice rang out. Powerless, Yun Shan watched the churning energy turbulence around him slowly subside. The tangled spatial fissures also began to heal little by little beneath the slowly shrinking disc of flame.
Clad in black, Jiang Yun appeared before Yun Shan without a scratch.
Looking at the young man before him, Yun Shan knew that the other party had indirectly saved his life. Yet when he recalled his own air of having everything under control upon first emerging, then looked at his current bedraggled state, he felt a wave of stifled frustration.
Yun Yun looked alarmed. Before Yun Shan could speak, she turned toward Jiang Yun and said sincerely,
"Master, you helped our Misty Cloud Sect today and delivered my teacher from danger, sparing him from being deceived by villains. I cannot thank you enough. If you ever have a request, sir, everyone in the Misty Cloud Sect will fulfill it, even if we must exhaust all the sect's reserves."
Her voice was gentle, but her words were firm. Still, Jiang Yun heard the apprehension in them.
Jiang Yun regarded Yun Yun with amusement. She was shifting all the blame onto the Hall of Souls, making Yun Shan out to have been forced into it. After all, Yun Shan had also attacked just now. If Jiang Yun settled accounts, the Misty Cloud Sect would face utter destruction in an instant.
"Sect Master Yun Shan, aren't you going to say something?"
Jiang Yun bore Yun Yun no ill will. After all, she had known nothing about any of this, and her refusal to attack just now had left the Misty Cloud Sect a sliver of room to maneuver.
But Jiang Yun had no such patience