"It was purely accidental, utterly unexpected."
Standing upright, Chu Liang and Wen Yulong found themselves face-to-face with an angry Dong Futu, appearing particularly compliant.
Dong Futu, his face dark as night, tossed the flying boat aside and glared at the two unexpected visitors. Ordinarily, he would be content basking in the wind and lessons, so having his quiet suddenly disrupted would naturally sour anyone's mood.
Especially, being a renowned Array Immortal of his time, he was revered wherever he went.
But glancing at Chu Liang, he furrowed his brows, "Weren't you that...Empress Feng's disciple from last time?"
"That's me," Chu Liang said lightly, smiling, "We met here before."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of your master. It's just that, considering your brotherhood with old Xu, it's unfitting for me to quibble with you," Dong Futu said resentfully. He then shifted his gaze onto Wen Yulong.
