"I don't mind, honestly. With Brother Chen's level, it's hard to imagine he could hurt me."
Facing everyone's surprised looks, Yino spoke casually, a sincere yet slightly arrogant smile on his lips. He was speaking directly to Chen Jianxin.
Without giving Chen Jianxin a chance to respond, Yino turned to glance at the surviving Wuji Sect disciples present. He then deliberately raised his voice and said seriously:
"But what really worries me is—tonight I wore the Wuji Sect robes, and Brother Chen actually mistook me for a cultist?"
"Looking at Brother Chen's expression, once you return to the sect, you really need to take better care of your eyesight."
"You see, mistaking me for a cultist today is okay. I can forgive Brother Chen with a simple apology. But what if one day he accidentally messes up again and mistakenly kills one of our fellow sect members?"
