The convoy set off again, but compared with their earlier relaxed mood...
Everyone in the Xu Household, including Second Master Xu, was now exceptionally tense, stealing glances at the central carriage from the corners of their eyes from time to time, afraid that some misstep might anger Bai Yi.
"Uncle Xing... is this a great Spirit Transformation cultivator like our ancestor?"
As time passed, Bai Yi's peaceful demeanor gradually allowed the cultivators in the Xu Household convoy to relax.
The boy who had originally occupied the central carriage before being called down even stole a cautious glance at its compartment, then asked his second uncle with a face full of curiosity.
"Shut up! Is someone of his stature someone a little brat like you can casually ask about?"
At his nephew's sudden question, Second Master Xu's expression changed sharply. He hastily sealed the boy's mouth with Origin Power, then bowed deeply toward the carriage.
"The child knows no better. Please forgive him, Senior!"
At Second Master Xu's words, the entire convoy hurriedly stopped, and everyone bowed deeply.
"Children speak without restraint. There's no need for all this."
Inside the carriage, Bai Yi, who had been resting with his eyes closed, felt rather helpless at the sight, though he understood.
Surely his appearance was far better than those muscle-bound brutes of the Desolate Clan? Why did he seem like an evil cultivator who would kill at the slightest disagreement in other people's eyes?
At that thought, Bai Yi directed his Divine Sense toward the boy beside Second Master Xu and said,
"Since that boy was originally sitting in this carriage, let him sit with me. I can also teach him a thing or two as thanks for showing me the way."
Hearing his voice, the boy pointed at himself in bewilderment,