Meanwhile, Yao Yuangang was inwardly alarmed as well. He had never expected that something which should have been a sure thing today would undergo one twist after another.
The situation was growing ever more complicated.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and studied Wang Anye and Ji Yue'er in the arena, especially Ji Yue'er's conspicuous red hair and snake-like pupils, pondering in secret.
"Thank you for stepping in, Consecrator Ji." Wang Anye clasped his hands in thanks.
"You need not stand on ceremony, Young Master. This is simply my duty." Ji Yue'er gave a slight curtsy and retreated behind Wang Anye. Yet her gaze remained vigilant and icy as she stared at Wei Dongyu. Calmly, she said, "Besides, even if I had not acted, that old thing's move alone most likely could not have done anything to you, Young Master."
"Hmph!"
Wei Dongyu flicked his sleeve, seeming somewhat disdainful.
He admitted that the sudden appearance of a Void Ascension Realm consecrator at this boy's side had startled him. But saying that his casual strike could not even deal with a mere Purple Mansion Realm brat was simply a joke.
"Anye, that old thing used his status to bully the young. He has gone too far! Why don't we find an opportunity to kill him?" Ji Wuchen was furious too. He had never imagined that the ancestor of a dignified first-rank Wei Clan could be so shameless as to attack a junior.
If he had still been alive, how could he have allowed that old bastard to humiliate his disciple like this?!
"Master, please calm your anger for now. This is the Ji Clan's territory, after all. It would not be good to make too much trouble and drag the Ji Clan into the whirlpool." Wang Anye soothed his master, Ji Wuchen.