Li Yun frowned. He didn't understand what they were talking about, but he could clearly sense they were angry at him. "Are you perhaps mistaking me for someone else?" he asked vigilantly.
"Mistaking you for someone else?" One of the two young women sneered. "Short black hair, ruby-like red eyes, wields a sword, very handsome like you, and a cultivation of the 2nd level of the Qi Training Realm. No, we're not mistaken—you're just acting innocent."
She added, her tone turning solemn and ruthless. "You killed a member of our team, a disciple of the Profound Sword Sect, and thought you could escape to Mystic Peak of Mystic Cloud Sect, thinking we wouldn't find you? You're too naive."
Li Yun's frown deepened at her words. He realized it was some kind of misunderstanding on their part. "I just came down from the mountain. I haven't encountered anyone except you," he said, trying to explain his situation.
