While Sect Leader Qing went to check on her disciple with a doctor, Disciple Jin approached Su Yang and inquired with a frown on her face, "What did you do? Where is Disciple Feng Ling, your opponent?"
Su Yang calmly responded, "The same thing as you."
The frown on Disciple Jin's face deepened, and she sneered, "You mean to tell me that you overwhelmed Feng Ling before I managed to dominate my opponent? You're quite the jester. I don't believe you."
Su Yang smiled and said, "Whether you believe me or not isn't important, nor does it matter. After all, you'll be experiencing it soon enough."
"You—"
"I have confirmed that there was no foul play," Sect Leader Qing interrupted Disciple Jin as she stepped outside the formation.
"That's only natural. I wouldn't resort to such detestable actions, unlike someone," Disciple Jin commented.
Knowing they'd never believe him regardless of what he said, Su Yang remained silent.
