Su Fengchen spoke as he led the way, turning to Pei Yan and retorting, "Did you start noticing Zhou Yinnong from the Celestial Secret Pavilion?"
"I had heard about him long ago but never imagined he'd be involved with you all. Now, tell me, what exactly is he doing, darting around all the planes?" Pei Yan squatted down, pressing further.
"I've already answered enough of your questions today; I don't want to answer this one." This time, Su Fengchen didn't respond as straightforwardly as usual, refusing Pei Yan's question for the first time.
"Are you really not going to tell me?"
"Yes!" Su Fengchen squinted, confirming as he looked at Pei Yan.
Pa! Just as Su Fengchen refused, Pei Yan suddenly gripped Li Ang's neck, as white and smooth as lamb's fat jade. Everyone, including the four black-clad men, was startled by his action, and instinctively looked at Lin Ruxue, who was sitting motionless. Seeing her lack of response, it was clear she had tacitly approved of Pei Yan's actions.
