Just as Lin Wu was about to speak, she saw the man before her and, as though possessed, she swallowed her words back down.
At her side, Gu Shiqing also stood up, his icy gaze upon Fu Li conveyed unmistakable protection.
In mere moments, the atmosphere inside the tent had become explosively tense.
In a corner, Zhang Shan clutched his head with a pained expression, uncertain which side to support should a fight break out, while Cheng Man, too severely injured to rise, kept a wary eye on Fu Li.
Seeing the stand-off, Fu Li couldn't help but laugh, his gaze sweeping past Xu Xianhuai to lock onto Bo Yuting, his eyes devoid of any mirth, "Yes, Danmaya isn't mine alone. What of it? Are you trying to say that Danmaya is yours? Then why haven't I ever seen you there?"
Bo Yuting replied with a cold twist of his lips, "Danmaya isn't that small, after all—can you have seen every notable person there?"
"An insignificant nobody doesn't deserve my memory."
