Guest seats, Xuan Ling, Zhongli Xiayi, and Master Shouyi were seated at the top row.
Que Lingyu sat beside Xuan Ling, gazing intently at him with deep eyes.
Xuan Ling felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at and brushed his sleeves, saying, "Why does Fellow Taoist Que look at me like this?"
"Your Wanhua Demon Court wouldn't be up to some tricks in secret, would you!" Que Lingyu spoke in a crisp voice, putting on a look of scrutiny.
Xuan Ling was silent for a moment, "Playing tricks is something for Yellow Springs Hall, nothing to do with us?"
"Heh~" Que Lingyu sneered, "If you dare try anything, I'll pluck off all your white feathers!"
This remark made Xuan Ling reveal an angry expression, "Fellow Taoist Que, is this how you treat your guests?"
"Not sure if you're a guest yet!"
Que Lingyu said bluntly.
Xuan Ling glared at her fiercely, unwilling to pay her any more attention.
