"Hehe."
Xia Linyu laughed icily as he slowly stood up in front of the bonfire. His delicate features no longer displayed his previously shy and youthful expression, it has now been replaced by a twinge of frost.
"Just because you've never encountered a herd of spiritual beasts doesn't mean that they don't exist," he said as he looked Uncle Ying. His limpid eyes filled with disdain as he continued, "If you have the time to accuse and suspect others, why not use it to think of ways to retaliate against these spiritual beasts instead?"
He knows that Gu Ruoyun has never been bothered by the whispers of others but that does not mean that he could ignore it.
He could endure any form of doubts but he could never tolerate others provoking Gu Ruoyun over and over again!
"You..." Uncle Ying's face was ashen as he spoke. He clenched his fist until a gurgling sound could be heard.
