While Zhong Liang is being scolded by his uncle Ning, inside the room shared by Yun San and Hong Yu, the two disciples of the same master were facing each other with a dark temper.
"Big brother, what do you mean by your words?" Asked Hong Yu visibly annoyed, the expression on his handsome face gave a dark aura to this young 18-year-old cultivator.
"You understand what I meant! Hong Yu, what are you up to? "Yun San asked visibly angry, even the expression on his face looked a little scary. Given the already fierce features on his face, that kind of expression certainly frightened the children.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Hong Yu said softly, but I couldn't hide a slight irritation shining in his clear eyes.
