Tang Yi looked at the expressions of the two people and became even more puzzled. If they weren't enemies, he would have thought they had mental issues!
Otherwise, the situation shouldn't be like this.
If Qin Hui and Wang Hongxin hated him to the bone and were screaming for a fight, that would be normal.
"What exactly do you mean?"
Tang Yi's voice was ice-cold, and he suddenly had a strange feeling that he was like a clown being played with.
This feeling of "turns out I am the clown" made Tang Yi very uncomfortable.
At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Tang's righteousness is commendable! Coming alone, armed only with a sword, to Lingxiao Pavilion for an old man like me, truly moving!"
"Rest assured, Mr. Tang, I am fine."
As the voice ended, footsteps came from the stairway entrance.
Tang Yi turned his head and saw Elder Jiang smilingly walking up.
