"Since that's the case, I won't press the matter any further. However, should you change your mind before the auction ends, you can still seek me out. If you leave the auction, I will offer no further opportunities. Please bear this in mind," Zuo Qinghui said. Having finished, he turned and led the disgruntled disciples of Chang Chun Temple away.
As soon as he had left, Luo Xing'er again grabbed Yuan Ming's arm, pouting as she said, "Senior, Chang Chun Temple is really overbearing. Won't they target you?"
Yuan Ming shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I just have to stay inside Little Lake City, and they can do nothing to me. They just want to use me to capture Pu Zhengqing, especially since I survived an encounter with him."
"What you say is true, but publicly refusing an elder of Chang Chun Temple and causing them to lose face will inevitably lead to trouble."
Hearing this voice, Luo Xing'er quickly turned around with delight, "Grandmaster Song."
