“Hmph, your luck is not bad,” said Xie Wuji to Ling Chuxi with a snort and an unpleasant expression.
Ling Chuxi could clearly feel Xie Wuji’s animosity and was further confused by it. Was this old man going through andropause or was it somehow his time of the month? She herself had never provoked him, so what was he doing putting on such an ugly look for? And it seemed to be specially targeted at her. If she were to mention it, of all the guardians and sect disciples she had seen before, regardless if they were good or bad, which one of them wasn’t elegant and refined (aside from Mo Kongyuan, of course)? When had there ever been one like this tall old man here who was putting on such an ugly look with his nose pointed to the sky as though the entire world owed him a great deal of money?
She really didn’t know how he managed to become a guardian with such a character? However, the ability to become a guardian seemed to rest mostly on cultivation and one’s abilities instead of being related to one’s virtue. If not, the grandmaster freeloader of a generation, Mo Kongyuan, was the best teaching material of what not to become.
If this had been anybody else at any usual time, Ling Chuxi would have already activated her venomous tongue and counterattacked this old man sharply. However, now, in this situation, she did not do so. So, Ling Chuxi could only smile faintly and say, “Senior, don’t you know that luck is also a form of ability?”
“What a sharp tongue you have!” bellowed Xie Wuji, puffing his beard out.
“Xie Wuji, if you have any dissatisfaction with her, just come at me. Why is there a need to puff your beard and bellow at a junior?” said Mo Kongyuan. Ling Chuxi had not yet unleashed her venomous tongue, but Mo Kongyuan was already starting to protect his own.
“I like puffing out my beard and bellowing at juniors. What can you do about it? Mo Kongyuan, other people might be afraid of you, but I, Xie Wuji am not,” said Xie Wuji as he glared at Mo Kongyuan.
“Why, do you want to spar for a bit?” asked Mo Kongyuan, starting to roll up his sleeves.
“You think I’m afraid of you? If you want to, come on then,” Xie Wuji mumbled.
“I say, the both of you are already so old and yet you are still arguing here and there, not even afraid of outsiders laughing at you,” said Lin Cangbo. He saw Xie Wuji and Mo Kongyuan exchanging cold looks, and immediately came forward to smoothen things over.
Mo Kongyuan and Xie Wuji were proud of their reputations and would not reduce to blows in public over such a small thing. Instead, they just glared at each other without being able to do a thing.
“Mister Mo, Mister Xie, Mister Lin, you have all arrived. It must have been difficult for all of you to travel all this way.” At this moment, Feng Zitian and Ren Youran came over to welcome everyone respectfully.
They had long since noticed that Mo Kongyuan and Xie Wuji were going against each other and were secretly thrilled. Having the guardians of their vassal countries be at odds with each other was something Ding Lin Country could only wish for. However, Feng Zitian and Ren Youran also knew that the guardians would not truly come to blows. It was impolite to leave their guests outside like this for too long, so they quickly walked out the door to welcome them.
The moment they came out, the gazes between Ling Chuxi, Feng Zitian, Ren Youran and the rest of the group clashed into sparks.
It was always especially angering to meet one’s enemies. An unpleasant expression swept over Feng Zitian’s face when he saw Ling Chuxi. An unpleasant expression swept over Ling Chuxi’s face when she saw Ren Youran. If it were not for her coincidentally meeting that old monster, Ye Qianhe, the last time she faced off against Ren Youran and the rest, it was fearful that she herself would have long since died under their hands. Her vengeance towards them would be repaid sooner or later. Naturally, this was also Feng Zitian’s line of thoughts. Feng Zitian also wanted to repay his vengeance towards Ling Chuxi.
“You few Misters have come from afar, please come in to take a rest first. We have already arranged proper quarters for each of you,” said Feng Zitian to Mo Kongyuan and the rest respectfully, covering up the hatred towards Ling Chuxi in his eyes. Hate was hate, but he did not dare to make things difficult for Ling Chuxi in this current situation.
Firstly, it was because a few of the guardians were here, and he had a reputation to uphold. Secondly, it was because he still had yet to figure out how Ling Chuxi poisoned him. If she were to poison him again, things would be bad. He surely did not wish to soak in an ice bath for hours again.