Xie Linyuan smiled as he looked at Huo Jingyu, but the words squeezed out through gritted teeth: "Brother Huo is indeed a fortunate man, truly making someone like me envious."
"Brother Xie, there's no need to envy me." Huo Jingyu raised his brows higher, "Yun Qing and I were always deeply in love; it was only the duty from three hundred years ago that stood between us. Now that we're both alive and I've stepped down as Sect Leader, there's naturally no more barriers once things are spoken openly."
Xie Linyuan remained expressionless: "Don't force me to use my sword against you."
Every word pierced his heart. Is he even human?
"Buzz buzz!"
The Sword Saint's Sword received the call, eager to unsheath itself.
"Brother Xie, it's not the chaotic world of Jianghu now, fighting isn't ideal." Huo Jingyu laughed, "Yun Qing and I will take our leave, so as not to disturb your continued cultivation at the Lin Family."
