Yi Jing, the embroidered-robed man, swept his gaze around the room before looking at the Star Palace cultivator sitting in the corner. "It is somewhat inconvenient to speak here. Fellow Daoist Xu, how about we chat outside?"
"Outside? Sure." Xu Yun indifferently replied.
Yi Jing rejoiced, but he soon thought of something and turned his head around and widely smiled towards Han Li. "Brother Crooked Soul, wouldn't it be better to come along with us and listen? Better yet, we can work together!"
Han Li blankly stared for a moment before smiling, "Alright, I did want to hear his explanation as well." Han Li then casually followed after them.
"What? That Fellow Daoist isn't part of your group?" Xu Yun was quite surprised.
The dark-skinned, middle-aged man suddenly shouted out with a trace of hostility, "He did teleport along with us, but before that, we were strangers!"
Yi Jing frowned in response but didn't say anything. Xu Yun wordlessly nodded.
