"No, no, absolutely not."
Under the intense gazes of the group of young men, Ji Beitian was stammering, evidently.
"It's better if he isn't, Yixuan, let's go."
Lin Qingluo didn't hold a good impression of Patriarch Xiayao; subconsciously clutching Lin Yixuan's hand, she pulled him, and with a flash, they disappeared from the Treasure Bloom Pavilion.
"Master has left, we should also leave."
The boys lost their enthusiasm for selecting talismans and swarmed out of the Treasure Bloom Pavilion like bees.
Hehe, Patriarch Xiayao is still stubborn, huh!
He even sent someone to chase us on Immortal Island.
Interesting, interesting, I must tell Master, he will have something amusing to explore.
Patriarch Xiayao's discomfort gives Master the greatest joy.
Ye Kongming, with his dominant spiritual senses, had long seen the Star Disk in the hand of a disciple from the Tranquil Sect. He stroked his smooth chin, gave a meaningful smile, and with a flash, he vanished from the area too.
