Gentle's face showed no extra expression, just a slight nod.
Chu Qing, having received a positive response, grasped the black-clad person's wrist:
"Stand down."
The man in black's expression did not change, but his arm remained motionless.
"Si Ye, he is older sister's friend. Since sister is letting him in, you should let him pass."
A soft, weak voice from behind was heard, belonging to Wen Kerren.
The man named Si Ye remained unmoved.
Chu Qing raised his eyes to look at him, and as their gazes met, Chu Qing smiled:
"You are Wen Family's guardian? How should I address you?
"Your surname isn't Fu, is it?"
"...Just call me Si Ye."
"So, Guardian Si, are you planning to overstep your bounds now?"
Chu Qing glanced at Wen Kaiyuan and Wen Kerren:
"Or is it that your master is someone else other than Gentle?"
Si Ye's gaze deepened:
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Wen Kerren's voice also hurriedly came through:
"Please, young sir, don't speak recklessly.
