Fortunately, Zi Miaozhu's reflexes were good; she did a side flip just before landing, otherwise her little bottom surely would have been sore.
Zi Miaozhu stood beside Zhu Minglang's tall and magnificent horse, pouting her lips, not knowing which of her words had offended her senior brother.
Zhu Minglang also dismounted and handed the reins over to a young disciple of Yaoshan Sword Sect.
"Who's in charge of this expedition on Yaoshan's side?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It's me." A man in a Taoist robe replied gloomily; his eyes sizing up Zhu Minglang from top to bottom, revealing an undisguised distaste.
He coldly glanced at Zi Miaozhu and rudely chided, "As the Chief Disciple of Yaoshan Sword Sect, hugging and cuddling with a man in public, what kind of decorum is that!"
"Oh, oh, it's you, Ye Yang Eunuch." Zhu Minglang said.
"What did you call me!" Ye Yang snapped angrily.
"Senior brother, senior brother, let it go..." Zi Miaozhu, seeing the tension, quickly stood between them.
