"I'm an illegitimate child of a certain clan, a fact you've already pointed out twice. I am not sure what methods you used to find it out but it is rude thing to say" Wuyi responded.
Just then, a towering red figure emerged from a corner and positioned himself behind Monk Zhen.
The music ceased. Lady Xueyan took two steps back, and a shiver ran through the female members of the Lotus Pavilion as well as the commoners. The courtyard fell into a hushed silence.
Monk Zhen met Wuyi's stern gaze for a few moments before sensing that something was amiss—the silence was too profound.
"Speak again, Monk. Go ahead," Wuyi dared.
Before Monk Zhen could utter a word, he was lifted into the air and hurled several miles away. A long pause ensued before the imposing red figure turned and retreated.
It took another minute for the crowd to regain their composure.
