Li Yun leaned back slightly, his posture still casual despite the weight of the warning.
"Peak Lords," he said calmly, "don't worry too much about it. I know when to stand out and when to not. I will keep your words in heart but that didn't mean I would cower. If worst comes to worst, I will just kill whoever wants to kill me."
The mountain-robed Peak Lord burst into loud laughter.
"Good! This brat has spirit."
Even the sword-cloud Peak Lord's lips curved faintly in amusement.
Shen Ming, however, only shook his head with a faint smile.
"You truly are troublesome."
The trace of amusement soon faded from his face, and seriousness returned to his expression.
"I did not summon you here merely to praise you, nor only to discuss what happened at the Tea Ceremony, Li Yun."
His gaze settled firmly on Li Yun.
"I called you here because we are departing soon for Hidden Dragon Island, and we want you to come with us."
The room fell silent.
