Chapter 7. Hu Lai’s left hand
The air suddenly fell silent, Ling Xiaoyue's response came a bit unexpected, catching people off guard.
Li Ruyu swung her sleeve fiercely, irate: "Your Excellency need not mock us any longer, what exactly do you want?"
Ling Xiaoyue sat back down, shaking her head with a sigh, "Ah, this means there's no room for discussion then? You all are really petty, traversing the jianghu yet unwilling to abide by the rule that beauty should be shared by those who encounter it?"
With a wave of her hand, Li Ruyu took the longsword from her junior sister's hand out of thin air.
She flicked the blade lightly, speaking coldly with her head raised: "This Yun Mountain Region is under the jurisdiction of Xuanji Sect. We disciples of Xuanji Sect are dealing with sect affairs, I ask Your Excellency not to misjudge. If you visit Xuanji Sect another day, we will certainly offer you a cup of fine tea."
Had it been anyone else meddling in Xuanji Sect's affairs, Li Ruyu would have already made a move, but she couldn't see through Ling Xiaoyue, couldn't fathom her, and could only proceed with caution.
Ling Xiaoyue didn't bother with her, instead, she smiled at Fang Zhou, "Little brother, do you want me to save you or not?"
If I say yes, will you make me beg you?
Fang Zhou thought to himself under the warning glances of Li Ruyu and the others, he resolutely nodded his head.
Having already offended Xuanji Sect, he couldn't afford to offend another party. The priority was to escape the current predicament and then figure out how to cope with the gangster in the tree.
Ling Xiaoyue swayed her wine flask, and a clear sound was heard from within.