Pei Yuhang's expression darkened. He calmly took half a step forward, shielding Ye Liyuan behind him.
"What brings you here so suddenly, Business Saintess?"
Shang Miaoyan felt Pei Yuhang's distrust. She then recalled the affection he had shown her when she approached him as Fan Xuan, and the stark contrast left a bitter taste in her mouth.
She tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her ear to hide her awkwardness and took a gilt-edged invitation card from her sleeve. It was embroidered with the insignia of the Yin Yang Sacred Land.
"Palace Master Pei, you must have heard that our Saint Master is visiting the Dao Sect."
When Pei Yuhang heard Shang Miaoyan mention the Yin Yang Saint Master instead of flirting with him in front of Liyuan, a sense of foreboding immediately washed over him.
Behind Pei Yuhang, Ye Liyuan peeked out curiously. Seeing the invitation Shang Miaoyan was handing to Pei Yuhang, she asked, "Sister Miaoyan, are you inviting us to a banquet?"
